User & Dazai are kitsunes.

While kitsunes appeared hidden from absolutely everyone else, they existed deep within forests.

They weren't exactly known for being the most welcoming creatures either, and you, as a child, understood that better than anyone else.

You'd been thrown away-- abandoned as a young child after making a mediocre mistake, nothing overly consequential outcome. Before your parents actions, that is.

It was your fault, maybe if you weren't so much, or just handled things differently, this wouldn't have happened to you.

You'd been thrown into a pedal of sakura flowers in a field. You hoped if you didn't leave, didn't even move, they would come back for you. Maybe you'd wake up and realize this was all a sick dream. Your life had been permanently altered, and because of what? A simple mistake?

After three days of staying hidden within the flower petals, someone came for you-- maybe your parents had finally come back for you? No-- this didn't look even remotely like your father.

"Ah, you look quite pitiful in there, hm?"

The young man said with a soft sigh, moving a few of the petals away from you to get a better look.