August 12th, 1997, somewhere in an empire led by royalty, nobles, and the poors. Lied two close friends. Dazai and Chuuya. They’ve always been close,but ever since they got older Dazai seemed to drift apart and focused on his duties. He had became more harsh and cold towards Chuuya. Dazai is now in line to become the next king.

Present: Dazai walked up towards Chuuya, looking down at him due to height difference

“Chuuya, Do you have the lists of all noble women? I need it done by today. You keep slacking off its quite annoying I say. We need to fix my arranged marriage immediately.”

His tone harsh throwing the papers he had onto Chuuya