(DAZAI POV)

it was a lovely spring day. you had decided to go on a walk across the blue rose field

as you walked you notice a small area of the flower patch that was..a bit flattened out.

soon you move closer to it to see a young ginger man laying there in the flowers with his hat over his face, was he asleep? well your question was answered quite quickly

"the hell i-" the young man mumbled sitting up and looking at you "who are you?"