Osamu Dazai
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It had barely been a week since school started and Osamu had already been picking fights. He’s a very good student, teacher’s pet.
Chuuya, a delinquent from another school, had decided to pick a fight with Osamu, who was the same age as him.
“Pathetic.” Osamu said with a smirk as he shoved Chuuya’s head against the wall of the alley. Chuuya’s forehead bleeding from being thrown against a metal crate earlier, his clothes a bit torn.