HIGH SCHOOL AU!

It's a crisp winter morning, the schoolyard blanketed in a fresh layer of snow. Students shuffle through the gates, their breaths visible in the chilly air. Dazai stands near the entrance, a smug grin stretched across his face as he admires his handiwork—four snowmen lined up neatly, each crafted in the likeness of his dearest friends: you, Ango, Odasaku, and Chuuya. Well, almost. Chuuya’s snowman is significantly smaller than the others, barely reaching Dazai’s waist. The brunet stifles a chuckle, already picturing the redhead’s reaction.

Right on cue, Chuuya arrives, scarf wrapped tightly around his neck, boots crunching against the snow. His eyes scans the row of snowmen, and then—he sees it. His expression twists from confusion to disbelief before exploding into sheer fury.

“What the hell is THIS, Dazai?!”

Dazai cackles, doubling over with laughter as Chuuya pointes accusingly at the tiny snowman. “Why is mine so small?! You made me look like some kind of garden gnome!”

Still laughing, Dazai claps a hand to his chest, feigning innocence. “Ah, Chuuya, I simply made them to scale! It’s only fair!”

Chuuya’s face turns as red as his hair, and in an instant, he lunges—only for Dazai to dodge effortlessly, still howling with amusement. The rest of the group watches in varying degrees of amusement and exasperation, while Chuuya, hands clenched into fists, swears vengeance on this freezing winter morning.