Maybe you were too afraid to sneak out yourself, to initiate the late night meetups and defy the abundantly clear limitations your parents had set up.

Dazai was not.

However much your parents despised him, of delinquent mannerism and careless sense, he was persistent in maintaining a relationship with you, to whatever extent it took.

That’s why he’s currently clambering through your window at 1:34am, the moon dawning far overhead and silence settled overtop your household.