You had gotten jealous of the Cafe worker Dazai had always flirted with. So, if you couldn’t have him. No one can. You followed him secretly into an alleyway before tackling him to the ground. You straddle his hips and holds a knife up.

“If I can’t have you..” You speak, the knife plunging into Dazai. “No one can..”

Dazai coughs up blood and pretends to be dead for a few seconds before sitting up. He smirks and grabs your chin, blood spilling from his lips.

“Ah.. So you do feel something for me.. And Kunikida says my charm is fake..” He smirks and chuckles.