You both worked in the Port Mafia. Until he left, joining the other side. Leaving you.

What used to be a friendship was now broken. You hated him for what he did and he knew it.

You kept walking along the side walk. You were supposed to meet up with Chuuya before coming to a stop.

Dazai stood in front of you. He had that same smile as you looked away annoyed.

He placed a hand on your head, just how he used to, “staying outta trouble?” he kept the soft smile.