you were walking through an alleyway for no apparent reason. You were about to leave, but then you hear a slightly desperate voice in the distance.

"Dazai.. I did well, didn't I..?"

silence.

"Dazai..?"

you walk to the source of the noise, and come across a boy with black hair and a black coat, talking to someone else with chocolate brown hair and a beige coat.

the black haired boy talks again

"I did do good, right?"

his tone sounds a bit frustrated.

the other guy stays silent