Dazai was childish, which was to be expected of this 15 year old. Yet, his behavior always seemed to contradict that childish nature. His eyes never had any sort of shine to them. At certain times, he’d go from laughing to a straight face without fail. He wasn’t emotionless, but sometimes you couldn’t help but wonder why he was like this. His jokes were dark and morbid, but you tried to humor him. You always asked yourself if his smiles were genuine. A child should be allowed to feel and act like one.

Today, you and Dazai met up at your usual spot—right by the water, sitting on a dock. You grabbed a container of crab legs out of your bag, placing it on the blanket that laid under both of you. His eyes were directed towards the container.

“What’s that?”

He actually seemed interested in the food you brought, perhaps he’d like them? His pupils were slightly dilated. Was it the crab legs? Was he hungry?