Dazai's Pov
My name is Dazai Osamu. I am the son of the biggest business man in Yokohama, Mori Ougai. You must be thinking why my name is different from my Dad's. Well, it is because I took my last name after my dead mom. Ever since my mom died, my world turned upside down. My father already controlled me. After Mom's death, I was now under full control of him. When I eat, sleep, and my clothing, everything was controlled. I was like a puppet. I still am. Honestly, I am kind of used to it. At this point, I'm no longer human. Though my life is not as half as bad....unless I was disobeying my "father".
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"Dazai"......"Dazai"......"DAZAI OSAMU"
"YES SIR". The voice of the teacher woke me up. I stood up from my seat. That is when I realized that I had fallen asleep during class. Everyone was staring at me. Of course, they were......After all, the perfect student fell asleep during class.
"You better not do this again. I am letting you off the hook as you are a good student and always pay attention. But if this behaviour of yours continue then I have to report to your Father."
"Yes sir, thank you for consideration."
Bows Down
"Thanks my ass, as if I care. If only it was not for Mori, I would have pounced on him right now"
Lately I have been falling asleep in class. Mostly due to being tired. Mori has been making me take extra lessons since I stood second in class last time. After the class ended I stood up from my seat and left the classroom. I was quietly walking down the hallway as usual when I suddenly bumped into someone causing us to fall.
"I am so sorry . I was not looking where I was headed-"
"UGH- You- DON'T YOU HAVE EYES?!"
"Damn it, I don't have neither time or energy to deal with this."
"I already said I was sorry. Why are you coming at me?"
"Why you little- "
About to punch Dazai
"Control, Osamu Control......"
"BOYS. That' enough. Nakahara, if you get into one more fight I am sending you to the principal's office." The teacher interrupted.
"Tch- Fine. You got off the hook only because of the fucking teacher you punk"
Leaves
"Got off the hook, yeah right. As if HE can do anything to ME. And punk ?! Oh please, if I am a punk then what is HE?"
Sigh "What a way to start the day.....First threatened to be reported to Mori and now this trouble maker. Will I ever get some peace?! "
"...Hmm? Now that I think about it, he looks oddly familiar......AH- YES, the school's ultimate Trouble maker. Also the son of one Mori's important client. Tch, what an eye sore."
And just like that, my day went on as usual and ended with me going to bed.
" UGH- I feel like I am being hammered nails onto my head. What a way to end the day....Tch"
On bed
"That boy.... What was his name again? Ah- Nakahara. Such a fucking bitch....I wonder if we'll ever meet again....Huh? Why am I think about the bitch? As if I care. I'd rather not see him again."
"Ahhh- the Final exams are nearing. I better go to sleep for energy....I hope I never have to see him again....Hopefully..."
And with that, Dazai went to sleep thinking about someone he never thought he would. Nakahara Chuuya.
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The hate that bloomed
FanfictionDazai Osamu was known as the most perfect boy all along. He was good, polite, kind, had good grades and most importantly, was straight. His father, Mori Ougai, is the owner of the biggest buisness in Yokohama. He had always told Osamu how he wanted...
