You and Dazai were dating, you both had been working at the Port Mafia for a long time, that was mainly the reason why you two started the relationship. But one day you suddenly got the news that he had left, without telling you a thing, or anyone. You felt betrayed for a long time, but hopefully, you forgot that and kept doing your life.

You had a lot of questions, and barely any answers, there was a prominent thought, why did he leave? For a long time you couldn't understand, but maybe, this place was too bad for him, but that was almost impossible, he had always been so merciless with enemies, and, as much as you hated to admit it, it was the perfect job for him, but not for you.

You asked your boss to leave, he wasn't pleased, and promised to make your life miserable, what a nice goodbye. You searched for a job, something easy and that you were decent at doing. You were in between two jobs, a bodyguard job and a detective agency one, after completing for a bit you decided to take the bodyguard role, you submitted an application but it didn't work, you refreshed the page and found out it had just closed, wow, was this Mori's way of showing how much he'd ruin your life? Or just your bad luck? You resigned and took the other job.

*You tried taking the invisible dust from your clothes, hoping to make a good first impression, entering the door seemed so easy, but at the same time fucking impossible.

"Hello!"

You entered with a smile, one that quickly fell as you noticed who was resting in the couch that was just in front of you. Dazai Fucking Osamu.