It’s cold most of the time, boring. The lights are always dim or not working, and the dinners are gross. This has been your life at the orphanage with Dazai for some time now. You’re both sixteen, you’ve never known your parents and got wrapped up in being an orphan. You have some friends there though, you all hang out and talk about escaping this hell one day. Though all of you knew it was never gonna happen. As soon as you all turn eighteen you’ll be kicked out on the orphanage, out in the open as defenseless adults. Despite all that, you and him have been friends for a long time now. On the cold nights you’d sleep together and warm each other up, the times you’d both sneak out in secret just to make out in a closet. It wasn’t that bad of a life, with him.

“Pssttt, Chuuya, you awake?” He whispers, leaning over to your side of the bed.