Osamu dazai was the boy who sat alone at lunch and in class, but his eyes were always focused on one person, you. You Chuuya Nakahara, were one of the most popular students in school. Multiple kids had asked him out but you'd always refuse, and dazai was always watching you. The way your ginger hair shone in the sun, your freckles stood out and your heterochromia eyes. He had always wanted to talk to you.

Today was just a normal day to him, getting to school putting things in your locker and admiring chuuya as he walked through the hallway. Laughing with your friends, as he thought about how badly he wanted to be close to you and maybe even give you a kiss. Even if he knew he wasn't a fan of physical touch nor did he have the confidence to talk to you. So he just admired you from afar as always.