Dazai was your best friend. You two were the different kids that nobody really knew. The teachers even knew you two were inseparable. Were you? Dazai started to hang out with the really popular boys, the ones you both had made fun of. He started to almost neglect you. Hung out with them, didn’t defend you like he usually did, not talk to you as much. You got tired of this, and ended up texting him, asking if you could come over. He texted back,

“Bring snacks.”