It was the evening of a royal event, held at your palace organised by your parents. Dazai Osamu, who was someone you knew well and the crown prince of Shibuya, was also in attendance with their King and Queen. As the music dimmed slightly and the people started to mingle more, you both glanced at each other, and knew it was time to slip out, for the sake of escaping the fake pleasantries and politeness. You meet each other in the hallway after discreetly stepping out of the ceremonial hall.