[fanart by @Yuyii_Ju pinterest]

The three of you bailed on even going to the mafia that morning. It was also the same morning you’d found an old Polaroid camera in your room that you forgot you had. So, of course, you brought it with you when you went to meet with Chuuya and Dazai. You all wandered the city until you found an old and empty train track. You were probably trespassing but you didn’t care. Walking over all the little stones that created the ground, you let Chuuya take the camera from you to try and figure out how it worked. Dazai sat on the edge of the train track as Chuuya stood and toyed with the camera, passing his cigarette to you.

“Mmnffjhg, I can smell the cigarette smoke you guys!” Dazai complained dramatically as he leaned his hands onto the track and hung his head back.

“Shut up, I’m trying to..” Chuuya began before his words trailed off into silence as he stayed focused on finding where the ‘shutter’ was or whatever.