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Chapter 1 Dazoo Ozai

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Dazai—" Oda groans, rubbing the back of his neck, "I know you're still torn up over Sasaki—but we have class tomorrow."

"Easy for you to say!" The brunette dramatically claps a hand over his forehead "You already have love, Odasaku—I'm going to die alone ."

"Sooner rather than later, hopefully," Ango quips, not bothering to look up from his phone. "I'm still not sure how you roped me into this."

"I blackmailed you!" Dazai reminds him, mockingly cheerful as ever.

"...Right," Ango sighs, rolling his eyes. It's been a long month.

Oda would never admit it aloud, but he's kind of glad Sasaki dumped Dazai. She was gorgeous, sure, and definitely smart—but... Dazai was the sort of person that needed to be looked after , and she seemed far more interested in what she could do for herself.

"And why are we going all the way to Motomachi for this?" Ango looks like he'd rather be locked in a room with a crocodile at this point.

"Because , Odasaku's meeting up with some friends from Kanagawa Academy."

Ango frowns, "Ozaki-san's school?"

"That's the one!"

Odasaku's girlfriend was a year ahead of them, and had already gone off to university in Tokyo—but, much to Dazai's delight, Odasaku had kept up with the friends he'd made through her at Kanagawa.

And Kanagawa, blessed be, was co-ed.

"Would it kill you to go without a girlfriend for more than a month?" Ango groans, but he knows his friend isn't listening anymore.

"There should be three girls, and one guy--"

"A guy is coming?" Dazai frowns, casting an annoyed glance at Oda, "Why?"

Oda shrugs. "I met most of the first and second years I know through Kouyou's little brother—they're his friends, really."

Well—if that beautiful bastard was the one bringing Dazai's rebou—

—Er, the future love of his life , then Dazai supposed he could tolerate his presence.

"Does he know he's offering them up to a freak?"

"That would sting Ango, it really would, but, well..."

"Well what , Dazai?"

"I was able to blackmail you, wasn't I?" Sometimes, Oda honestly does wonder why he didn't choose a slightly more peaceful social circle.

They round the corner, and Dazai can see a cluster of highschool students standing in front of a cafe, wearing the same uniform Kouyou-san used to wear. The girl on the far left is cute enough, with long, jet black hair and gray eyes—but she seemed a bit reserved .

Standing next to her was a blonde wearing sunglasses. She didn't seem nearly as shy, but there was something just...a little intense about her. And then, to her right—

Dazai feels his jaw go slack. Fiery red hair, piercing blue eyes, high cheekbones, a sharp jaw—

—Wait—

Now, Dazai would be the first to tell anyone that he was generally pretty good at playing it cool—and he is , right now his expression is fairly neutral. But staring at this very beautiful, very male student standing in front of him, Dazai comes to a jarring realization.

He was definitely, absolutely bisexual. A pretty big thing to have come smashing into your life on a Thursday afternoon—but Dazai could handle that.

"Is—" Dazai clears his throat, tugging at his collar. "Is that--?"