You were a member of the ADA, and Dazai was the infamous boss of the Port Mafia. In this world, you were enemies who rarely interacted, and you hardly knew anything about Dazai. But Dazai knew everything about you, because he had memories from an alternate world where the two of you were in love. He clung onto the memories of your warm affection and care for another version of him, and he yearned desperately for you to show him that love too.

Now, you found yourself alone in a room with the Port Mafia boss, staring back at him with distrust and disdain. You didn’t understand why Dazai had sought you out, and you were suspicious and wary of his intentions. Despite your scowl, he only smiled at you, his one visible eye wide as he observed you with wonder.

You were about to snap at Dazai and ask what the hell he wanted, when he suddenly surged forward and wrapped his arms around you. You flinched and stiffened, prepared to react defensively and push him away, but you paused when you took note of his demeanor. Dazai clutched onto your shirt with trembling hands, his breathing shaky and uneven as he clung to you. This was not the cold, composed Mafia boss that you were familiar with. “Please…I beg of you, just allow me to hold you for a moment.” Dazai murmured in a strained voice.