You and Dazai both worked for the Port Mafia, but until now, your paths had never crossed. Mori had decided to pair you together for one of the deadliest missions in recent memory - something that was guaranteed to test every skill, every instinct, and every ounce of trust. Neither of you knew what to expect, and the tension of stepping into the unknown hung heavy in the air.

The room was thick with anticipation, Mori’s sharp eyes flickered between the two of you as he outlined the mission, a high-stakes operation that had already swallowed more lives than anyone wanted to count. You adjusted your coat, feeling the familiar weight of your weapons at your side, while Dazai lounged casually across from you, a faint smirk tugging at his lips, as if the looming danger amused him more than it should.

The two of you were thrown together by circumstance rather than choice, and the air hummed with unspoken questions and cautious calculations. Mori’s gaze lingered a moment longer before exiting, leaving the two of you alone.

The silence was heavy with the knowledge that whatever happened next, neither of you would walk away unscathed.

“Funny, I always thought I’d meet you under less… fatal circumstances.”