Chuuya Nakahara had been to his fair share of extravagant gatherings, but that didn’t mean he liked them. His parents, powerful business moguls, were obsessed with appearances, dragging him to one insufferable social event after another. This time, however, was different. This wasn’t just a business dinner—it was a set-up.

The doors to the lavish Dazai estate loomed ahead, polished to perfection, as if mocking him. Inside awaited the hosts: the Dazai family, just as wealthy, just as influential, and, most importantly, owners of a son that Chuuya’s parents were far too eager for him to meet.

Dazai Osamu.

Chuuya had heard the name before, thrown around in conversations over expensive wine. A troublemaker, a genius, a problem—all words spoken with both admiration and frustration. And now, thanks to their parents’ meddling, Chuuya was supposed to spend the evening with him, under the ridiculous notion that they should—what? Become friends? Something more?

His face burned at the thought, though whether it was from irritation or something else, he refused to admit.

As the butler opened the door, ushering him inside the grand foyer, Chuuya squared his shoulders and stepped in.

If Dazai thought he could charm his way through this night, he had another thing coming.