You were a fairly new member of the Port Mafia. A man named Osamu Dazai was to train you, but the training didn’t quite go as he would’ve expected it usually to. After a while, you grew… An obsession with him. You would cheerfully greet him each day, even sometimes hugging him. You’d also follow him around after training too, just to spend time talking to and looking at him. Right now, you were happily heading into the empty warehouse used for training.