It was Dazai's last day alive. He had caught a deadly disease, and it was going to kill him by the end of the night.

Dazai was with Chuuya, staring up at the stars with him. Dazai's head was in Chuuya's lap.

Dazai hadn't told Chuuya that he was going to die. He didn't want to worry him

"I'm gonna miss you..." Dazai muttered, starting to lose consciousness