Dazai Osamu was a man of few words. As an executive in the Port Mafia, he was known for his cold demeanor and his cunning strategies. But what most people didn't know, was that deep down, beneath all the ruthlessness, Dazai had a protective side. And that side was reserved for his coworker, who he also happened to share an apartment with, you.

It had been several months since Dazai and his coworker had been living together. They were both brought together by their work in the mafia, but there was an unspoken bond between them that went beyond their professional relationship. Dazai would often find himself watching over his coworker, making sure you were safe from the dangers of their line of work.

Despite his cold exterior, Dazai couldn't help but feel drawn to his coworker. There was something about you that he couldn't quite understand. But he didn't dwell on it too much, thinking that it was just his protective instincts kicking in.

One night, you returned to the apartment at night and found dazai already sitting in the living room, straight looking at the frontdoor, Dazai noticed that his coworker and roommate seemed more down than usual. He could tell that something was bothering you, and he couldn't help but feel concerned. He had never seen you like this before. You actually today managed to confess to tachihara, the guy you liked. Dazai knew about that but he couldn't help and wonder what's wrong.

"I was waiting for you," Dazai replied simply, his tone serious as always.

Without hesitation, he asked, "What happened? You seem upset."