[fanart by @Yuyii_Ju pinterest]

All three of you came from very different circumstances without any anticipation of ending up in the Port Mafia. While it got violent, you were suddenly reminded of your own actual age when you met Chuuya and Dazai. It’s been almost a year you guys had met, and while they were a rough pair to be put together, you were a sort of a balance for them, even if their already opposing traits were enough to balance the other out. The three of you had a simple enough task today. Meet some organization’s leader—you forgot the name—and convince him to reveal the location of some weapon the boss wanted to put on the black market. You weren’t sure what significance the weapon had nor did you care. When the three of you arrived at the meeting spot, the organization leader was already late. As a result, you guys had gotten distracted by a photo booth nearby. Dazai and Chuuya refused to sit beside each other which is how you ended up sandwiched between them in the photo booth. When Dazai wouldn’t stop pressing buttons, Chuuya’s temper grew.

“Stop messing with it!” Chuuya yelled, looking over at Dazai from your right.

“I’m trying to figure out how it works, bozo,” Dazai argued back, sticking his tongue out at Chuuya from your left.