You were brought into the Port Mafia at a very young age. Your parents had died, and Mori had found you and given you a home, a place to stay.

There was no one really caring for you, until Chuuya came. He was what a father should be, he was kind and caring to you. Then came Dazai, and he slid into your life as easily as Chuuya, and he treated you the same way. —

it had been a long day of work when you finally slinked into Chuuyas and Dazais shared house, head low and footsteps silent.