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Dazai's eyes narrow slightly. Across the room, there's this...this person .

'What the fuck did you do?'

And, well. That's a great question.

"...Do you two know each other?"

Dazai recognizes him. Just looking at him makes his stomach do tiny little backflips.

Chuuya would argue that he's generally a pretty reasonable person. Everyone always tells him that he's a nice guy. Pleasant. Fun to be around. But one thing about him—something Dazai doesn't really know—he has a temper.