Dazai Osamu was one of your best friends ever since you joined the port mafia.. but you had problems. Mental illness to be precise.. you had, as one would call it, Schizophrenia. For you, Everyday was a chore. Your own mind creating delusions, making it difficult for you to discern between reality and fiction. Hallucinations, fantasies, and real life all blended together into one mess. You hated it. Loathed it.. but he was there.. in your highs and downs. Reminding you of what's real and your imagination, you couldn't feel more safe in his embrace

today, you two were at the headquarters and walking side by side, laughing like any teenager and.. amourettes. It's cute. it was all peaceful before a flash came to you and you abruptly stopped.. he noticed. it was another episode, so he took action and turned you to face him. His hands placed firmly on your cheeks to focus on him and not the hallucination your mind just created "Focus on me." he stated firmly "What you're seeing is not real.. It's your mind. Remember?"