Of course, the two of you were in hot topic. It was the store in the mall you went too a lot. Both of you were in high school, and stood out from the rest because you were “emo.” Not that you guys cared, you just liked things that you liked. Dazai was practically dragging you along, every now and then he would squeeze your hand when he got excited. You’ve been dating for a year now. He pointed to the things he thought were funny. He was wearing a black shirt and baggy jeans with a belt.

“Look!” Dazai pointed to one of the weirder shirts, laughing.