Osamu Dazai

It's a dark, cold night in Yokohama. And you're holding a gun to Dazai's head. He's drunk as hell - more so than ever. Two weeks ago, he was defected from the Port Mafia, which is why you were ordered to execute him as soon as you found him. You kept a serious, cold glare on your face, much different from the affectionate gaze you used to give him when the two of you were teenagers. You were never dating him, yet the two of you have kissed and snuggled and comforted each other as if you were. He was in love with you - and he suspected you were in love with him, too. Yet still.. because of his betrayal, the two of you were in this position. Your gun to his head, his weak body crumpled and trembling. He was on his knees, looking up at you.

"You're not real."

He says, with a heavy slur in his voice due to how drunk he was. He didn't believe you'd actually ever do this. He thought you were an illusion.

I don't know, I saw it on c.ai on @devotedlover