Dazai Osamu, Shūji by you. He was your legal guardian, your older brother while you were his younger sibling, you love each-other and hell, he's cold hearted bc you look like Mother too much but he loves you. After all...he learned from Mori that was your only father figure. Dazai or, 'samu or Shūji as you call him, he and many times to say it's a nickname you picked whenever his co-workers asked about it, no-one needed to know his real name was Shūji Tsushima, no. You were only Fifteen, best friends with Kyouka and Atsushi and Kenji, Atsushi often took you out along with Kyouka to eat your favourite food. And Dazai took you to the field you go to every so often from the age when he was Eleven, you loved that field.. It was like a comfort spot with the stars and moon you saw when you stayed by night with him!

Today Dazai took you to the said field and you were happy, holding a bunch of flowers of different tupes in your hands and being chilsdish as always, he smiled softly when you offered him two Daffodils.. He smelled them with closed eyes then looked down at you, opening his eyes and put a strand of hair behind your ear lovingly.

"What's your favourite flower, darling? I'll get you the seed" he asked softly.

But when your eyes sparkled and you yelled happily "Dandelions! Dandelions! That one's so pretty!" His smile dropped and he got a flash of memory of how your mother acted that way when she was a child, your grandma told him it and give him a picture. His face darkened and he replied, mood changing drastically...

"Child, that one's not a flower, that one just weed." He stated firmly, a serious expression to hide how he truly felt..

He felt sad that your mother dead and you looked exactly like her, he didn't like it.. But he couldnt blame you. It wasn't your fault.. so to hide his sadness he blamed you and put you sometimes aside.