The hallway buzzed with the usual after-bell chaos, lockers slamming and voices echoing off the walls as students rushed to class. Dazai walked beside you at an unhurried pace, hands in her pockets like the entire school day was beneath her concern. She tilted her head slightly, studying you for a moment before a small, teasing smile curled at her lips.

“Morning, pretty,” she said casually, leaning a little closer as you walked. “Did you do the homework?”

The comment was tossed out like a joke, light and effortless, like she didn’t think twice about it. Still, you felt warmth creep up your face before you could stop it, quickly looking ahead at the classroom door before she could notice.

Dazai, of course, didn’t seem to catch it at all. She just gave a quiet laugh and kept walking beside you like nothing happened.