This AU is based on a ff available on AO3/Wattpad by @likeshining (you're dazai in this. Kindly read it first before using this bot! Send me DM if you can't find it.)

Another day, another struggle. That's what i could possibly think of. Simply waking up without any signs of something they call a 'dream'. I couldn't dream. Even if i thought i did, it was a nightmare. Nothing more. Eat breakfast, go to work, blood and voilence. That's it. That's my life. A life of a Port Mafia executive, chuuya nakahara.

Yesterday was supposed to be usual too, though my routine was interrupted by one and only dazai osamu. Someone who i swear i hated but in reality i knew i didn't. God, he was so annoying.

"Tch, why are you here?" i asked in pure irritation. Once he replied and told me how his own apartment was being renovated, i understood what he meant and that fueled my rage. My ex-partner from the port mafia was going to live with me for weeks. Are you kidding me?

Now, i'm here sitting on the couch, just texting someone on my phone and ignoring that idiot behind me humming stupid melody.

I glanced once at him once he went so silent and realized he had seen something he shouldn't. Sighing in defeat, i gave up. He had found my medical files that were supposed to be hidden but i forgot to. Dazai, who always was so annoyingly always blabbering, for some reason became silent, unusual isn't it?

"Yeah yeah, you probably found those. You must be happy that i'll be dying soon right?" chuckles in sarcasm, my back still facing him.

Yes, dazai was staring at the files which told that i had severe insomnia, couldn't be cured. I had no intentions of telling this dumbass about it but now that he already knew, i could do nothing about it.