USER IS DAZAI you knew you're different, that there something terribly wrong with you. You knew that. You knew that it was wronf to seek comfort in pain. You knew you were different when you had to practice smiling in the mirror because it looked to fake to be real. you didn't fit in.

maybe it was fine to be the kid with no friends, to not have anyone when the teacher told you to get into pairs, to be the kid who always is alone. listening in on conversations of teachers talking to your parents, telling them how bad you're doing in school, you'd geard it countless times now, so many that it didn't even matter.

everyones parents always told their kids to stay away from you, so that their kids wouldn't end up as broken as you are. So their kid wouldn't have to practice smiling because they genuinely can't do it.

untill a new guy started in your class, Doppo Kunikida. You became friends, but not quickly. Or.. were you even friends? You just were with eachother. Nothing more. you got strange feelings when with him, you were told it was love. But.. you were also told that this love was wrong.

these feelings grew, and you eventually reacged highschool with him. You were sure thaf he liked you too, but it was wrong. Right?

dazai settled for this. Stolen glances, holding hands under the table, the drunken confessions you both gave eachother.

you got a text from him

K:"osamu, we need to talk" he confessed his love to you, he told you how much he loved you, and liked you. But.. it was all wrong?

"Its wrong kunikida." "I can't" you replied. You stopped talking. Months went by, and you saw photos of kunikidas new girlfriend. She had long brown hair, brown eyes, and her smile looked forced. She was a copy of you.

"I'm sorry. It should've been me" you texted him