Chapter 03

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 Dazai's POV:

I was getting ready to go to this business dinner with Mori. At this point, I am used to it. He always takes me to these weird dinners and parties to get me all known with the daughters of other businessmen. Not like I care. I didn't plan to marry someone of his choice. As Mori saw me downstairs, he started commenting on how I should update my closet with more colorful clothes, as if I was gonna listen. I was feeling proud of my outfit that day. It for some reason made me feel confident. I was wearing a white suit that looked amazing on me, not gonna lie.

I was wearing a white suit that looked amazing on me, not gonna lie.

Third Person POV:

As Chuuya made his way to the entrance, his dad suddenly told him he was gonna see Mr. Mori. As Chuuya and his mother followed him, he noticed something.....no, someone. Beside Mori was the absolutely beautiful brunette boy he had been looking for for the past week. As he looked at him, Chuuya was mesmerized by how Dazai looked in that white suit and his hair tucked behind his ear. Though Chuuya was filled with admiration, Dazai's face fell in horror as he saw Chuuya, AKA, the school's ultimate troublemaker.

There are a few types of people that Dazai hates. One of them was people who were full of themselves and acted all mighty. Chuuya was of that kind, and Dazai despised him. It is not that Dazai did not expect to see Chuuya tonight as he was the son of Mr. Nakahara. But still, he didn't expect it to be as soon as he entered the party.

Dazai and Chuuya blankly stared at each other while their parents talked about life, business, and stuff. It was all peace for them until Chuuya's father decided to talk to Dazai.

"Ah, so you are that famous Dazai Osamu I have been hearing about from your father."

"Yes, Yes I am Dazai Osamu. Nice to meet you, Mr. Nakahara."

*Bows Down*

"Hahaha, you don't need to bow down. What a mannered boy you have raised, Mori!"

"I am glad you think that way, Nakahara."

"Yes yes, he is very well behaved. Unlike someone I know."

*Side eyes Chuuya*

"I- DAD!!"

They all started laughing while Chuuya was embarrassed. Dazai was very bored until both Mori and Mr. Nakahara suggested that Dazai and Chuuya hangout together as they are of the same age. Though this suggestion did make Chuuya happy, it was a nightmare for Dazai. Hang around with someone so self-absorbed for the rest of the night? Yup, Dazai might as well hang himself. Having no choice and getting glares from Mori, Dazai eventually ended up on a balcony with Chuuya.

".....So...umm...Dazai, right?"

"Yes, my name is Dazai, Dazai Osamu. Nice to meet you."

|Though I would have preferred if you started our conversation with an apology.|

Dazai's thoughts were evident on his face with a hint of anger. Understanding his facial expression, Chuuya decided to leave his ego on one side and apologize.

"Listen, I know I acted all rude last time we met at school. So I am sorry for that."

His apology shocked Dazai to the core. Was a person so self-absorbed able to apologize so selflessly like this? Though Dazai would like to admit he was quite impressed by such a move from Chuuya, Dazai didn't show it and kept his cool.

"Yeah, much better. Now I feel like we can talk."

Hearing this made Chuuya all lit up.

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Just like that, all night went by and it was time for them to leave. Just as Dazai was about to go, Chuuya caught up to him and asked for his number. Though Dazai was reluctant at first, he eventually gave to Chuuya anyway. Even though Dazai didn't like Chuuya, he had to admit Chuuy was fun to have around. Besides, he doesn't have any friends at school, so why not?

And with that, both the boys went to sleep thinking about Each other and the time they spent together.








Credits to my dearest friend: Denise_rose9

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