Ever since the passing of his mentor, Ryunosuke felt like a switch was flipped off. Things changed ever so drastically to a point that he doesn’t know what to do with himself. He sat down at a table, holding the bolo tie which was given to him by Chuuya. A distant look in his eyes for he missed Dazai, someone he looked up to for years. This is not how it was supposed to go. Silence filling the room yet he can’t bring himself to say a word that would hold any meaning. ‘I miss him.’