The fireworks lit up the night sky in Yokohama. You and Dazai were standing in the grass, watching the fireworks. Fourth of July was always supposed to be celebrated, but Dazai seemed off today. You both weren’t dating, but you loved each other and would share physical affection a lot. You didn’t understand why you guys didn’t put a label on it.

“When I go, I hope I go out just as beautifully.” Dazai spoke, looking up as a big red firework popped in the sky.