Writing Dump

~05~

y/n's POV

"I'm sorry for being rude! Forgive me, please." 

"Don't sweat it. As part of the entrance exam, you had to impersonate a bomber. I understand." 

"Thank you." Dazai was trying to woo the lady who worked there. "Bella-donna~ Would you like to commit double suicide-" But was immediately cut off by none other than, Kunikida. "Oi! Dazai! Stop asking her that wretched question!" Then, he grabbed Dazai and yelled at him while throwing punches. 

"Can I ask you something?" Tanizaki asked nervously. "Sure?" 

"Do you want to go out with me?" 

"I-" 

"You don't have to! It's ok if you reject me!" 

'This was an opportunity to get rid of my feelings for Dazai! I can't possibly go out with Dazai. I mean, you can't ever change a man; obviously, this agency has tried to stop him from doing that. But, of course, I won't object."

"I wasn't going to reject you; I was going to say yes."

"Thank you! Let's go out on... Saturday? Would that be ok?"

"Yes, I'm free on Saturday."

"We can meet at the nearest park from here; it's a couple of streets down. Give me your phone number here, and I'll text you the address." So I gave him my number, and he immediately texted me the address. 

We chatted for a bit. 'Everything seemed to be going great so far. I can now forget my feelings before they grow, and we can be happy! Perfect!'

Hours later. (They went back to work after a break) 

Now the sun is going down, and everyone is exhausted from work. Throughout the day, some went on missions, and others wrote their reports while I filed paperwork and watered plants, oh, and got Ranpo snacks; I swear, one day he'll get diabetes. Dazai said watering the plants would help me get familiarized with the agency. Kunikida said it was stupid, but I did it anyways. I hadn't seen Tanizaki after lunch; he was probably on a mission with Kenji. 

Other than asking questions, I was quiet for the rest of the day. Then, finally, people started to leave to go to their homes. "Ah, wait, y/n. You still haven't retrieved your stuff from under the bridge!" Dazai called out. "Why would I need to retrieve my stuff? I can't possibly stay with you. It would be too much trouble." I planned to continue living under the bridge until I could afford an apartment. "Well, y/n, as a member of the ADA, you have a dorm now." I was shocked. I get to live here! "Come, let's go get your stuff." He walked out the door, and I followed suit. 

We arrived at the river bank. I was secretly praying that he wouldn't jump in the water. Atsushi had warned me he did that and other things multiple times. 

"Dazai, I'm ready to g- huh? Where'd he go? Daza-" I saw him. Of course, he'd jump at every opportunity to kill himself. I jumped in to save him, my swimming skills aren't the greatest, but I could save someone. I hope. 

They did work. I can save someone. But it was complex with his weight. "Dazai! Why were you trying to kill yourself? Isn't it painful? When I tried to do that, it hurt my lungs, chest, and nostrils. So, Dazai, why are you trying to commit suicide? Why do you want to die?"

"Let's turn that question around. Is there any value to this thing we call living?"

"Yes. Yes, there is. Life is a chance. You were not born for no reason. You're born to impact the world in some way. I'm still trying to figure out life, but I know there's value to this thing called living." 

"y/n, let's go. I'll help carry this." It was a bag of clothes and some basic needs. 

The way back was silent. It wasn't necessarily awkward, but it felt weird. 

I saw someone I recognized earlier. I think he came to see Atsushi for a mission. Well, they both said it was a mission. Ranpo and Dazai smirked when they said that, so I could only put two and two together. They were probably going out as friends! Just kidding! They were probably going on a date. The only way I can describe him is that he is a victorian emo cosplayer. 

Beside the victorian emo cosplayer was a redhead. He looked short for a man, but god damn, was he hot. I gawked at his beauty while walking and almost ran into a street sign. I would completely understand if Dazai would look at him and fall in love. This dude seemed too good to be real. 

I shook my head out of my thoughts and looked straight ahead. I thought about other things while walking back to the agency. 'Wait, why didn't I feel anything towards Dazai while saving him? When I'm not with him, I feel like I'm in love with him, but I forget that I like him when I'm with him. Am I in love with him?' 

I was immediately pulled out of my thoughts when Dazai tapped my shoulder. "y/n, we're here~ Here are your dorm keys. If you need any help, you can ask Atsushi; he's next door," Dazai said while dropping the keys into my hands and pointing the way to Atsushi's door. "Have fun~." With that, he left and turned to walk down the hallway. 

I opened my dorm. It's empty. I throw everything inside and close the door. I begin unpacking and suddenly hear a knock on my door. I get up to open the door to find Atsushi and Kyouka. 

"Hello y/n! Welcome. Here take this; it's baked cookies."

"Aww, thank you, guys. I deeply appreciate it." y/n said as she received the baked goods. "Of course. Do you need any help unpacking?"

"I don't have a lot of stuff but thank you for asking anyways. Have a good night." 

"Of course, we're next door if you need anything!" I watched them walk back to their door. I closed the door, set the cookies on the counter, and inspected the rooms. They were decent sizes. I opened the closet to find a futon folded and an outfit. A note read, 'Here's a gift from everyone in the agency.' I felt special. I unpacked everything and let out the futon. 

"This is the start of something new. I can feel it. I'll find my family, begin a new true relationship; I'll finally live life without having to go all around the world searching." 

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