There's Dazai's new friend. He met him in physics. His name is Atsushi, and he's sweet and generous and patient and calm and all the things that you aren't. The three of you are sitting at the lunch table talking– but you stay quiet. "Oh, I have some friends from middle school if you'd like to meet them!" "Really? That sounds wonderful!" "I don't think they'd like Chuuya, though... He's fine to stay back, right?"