It was casual for a friend, Dazai often remarks. You regretted it, letting it slide and play along. Hatred burning passionately in your soul, yet, you love him unknowingly.

You are Dazai's friend, known to be his close friend for years, occasionally hanging out together. However, he often persuade you into thinking that everything you did with him was 'casual for a friend'; Being intimate with one another, even though he only calls you his friend— Yet, he wonders why you grew furious and bitter on the moment he interlocked his lips against yours.

'No attachment' Dazai had previously stated. Even so, the brunette would be eager and desperate for your attention. He would remark 'I love you's to you, a small addition on providing pet names to you, casual momentary of expressing himself falling in love with you. In the end, he shrugged it off as a joke and laughed at himself— Yet, he wonders why you became harsh to him whenever he flirts with you as usual.

Those were worse rather than being called as his close companion to his other friend, despite everything you experienced with him in the past— Yet, longing for the moment that he would show you off and claim you as his to everyone.

You inquired yourself; Was everything casual for a friend? No, it wasn't. You knew it. Dazai knew, however, refused to acknowledge his feelings for you. Convincing you into thinking that the familiarity was simply a normal thing to do with a friend who had known him for years. His intentions are unknown. Neverthless, he could be possibly playing with your feelings.

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You found yourself sitting beside Dazai, after a small stroll around the city that he invited you into; The cold breeze brushing through your presence, the dim lights of the streets landing across the area, sat beside the other on a bench under the moonlight. A silence between the two. The opportunity was reachable in front of you, it was time to confront Dazai within the matter of his actions. Or not.