Red Dice

Offering tea

(((Sorry I am not good with writing so i apologize for anything after this point this is all from now on my imagination. besides characters.)))

both were sitting in a nice coffee shop near a window that would peer out into the busy city streets full of cars and people

"so lets get to the point" Dazai's eyes narrowed and a smirk spread across his face. I didn't only bring you here for an apology there's much more to our coincidental meeting. Dazai sets his cup down on his small plate before putting his hands together looking at Atsushi with a more menacing look.

Atsushi was started to feel unsettled by the male he unknowingly glancing at the exit before gulping setting his sandwich down and giving a small smile. he hadn't even gotten a name from him. 

"first I would properly like to introduce myself, I am Osamu Dazai. I am an ability user and I just so happen to" he lowers his voice giving a more menacing look that didn't even seem possible. "work for the port mafia one that could easily end your life if info leaves this very conversation."

Atsushi started regretting his situation he was starting to feel sick his stomach curdling he shivers  and does a small nodding gesture before whispering "w-what are you trying to get at?" 

Dazai eyes softened as he smiled and grabbed the tea and sipping it "i want you to join the port mafia and become my subordinate." he had said it as if Atsushi had any choice after what he had said before. "w-why me?" Is all Atsushi could muster *what could he possibly want to do with me? i save him and that redeems me as usable?* Atsushi couldn't afford to lose his life after just reclaiming it. even if he were to join was there a way out? or would that equal to death. he felt as he was about to be re chained to something new. and the mafia would most defiantly be worst. 

"your most likely wondering why I would want someone who had just been forced out of a orphanage someone who had no such quality to their life, someone who is seen more worthless the the rags on their body" Dazai said that as if he was giving an national news report. it slipped so easily out of his mouth. no regret to it.

Atsushi had fallen back of his chair quickly scrambling up and using a bar table as support his eyes were widen petrified in fear. how did this man know his entire life in the matter of meeting only an hour earlier. Atsushi couldn't even think before he started running out of the cafe. he glanced back before realizing Dazai was not chasing after him in fact he didn't even seem to try to stop Atsushi at all and that was an even worst sign. 

Atsushi had stumbled into an alleyway leaning up against the brick wall. it was hard and he gasped for air. He was in danger for a reason he himself couldn't even understand he needed to figure out what he was going to do, an entire mafia could be tracking him down or even knowing were he was at.

later that evening)                                                      (I'm trying ya'll) ❤️

Atsushi had gotten pretty far away from the cafe and now was trying to keep out of sight. luckily it started raining and he could grab a free umbrella and raincoat before heading into the train station. this was his quickest and fastest route to get to a nearby city and possible escape.  he barely knew the roads and he had no clue who could the Mafia members be. and what was he going on about being an ability user? 

Atsushi's mind wasn't in the right place and he knew that made him more vulnerable so he  sat on a bench and quietly waited for the next train. 

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