15 Chuuya -dazai 15 pov-

Chuuya sighed as he looked at the empty seat across from him in class for the third day in a row. Dazai wasn't answering calls or texts, he wasn't coming to class, he wasn't at his usual spots, and Chuuya didn't know what to do.

So, after school, he finally decided he’d go to the apartments that Dazai’s family lived in. Chuuya was hesitant to knock on the door but he had to know what was going on. A woman answered, most likely Dazai’s mother, and she had visibly been drinking.

Luckily, Chuuya wasn't questioned too much before he was let in, he went straight to Dazai’s room and opened the door slowly. Inside, it was pitch black and a mess but Chuuya could see the small lump under the blankets with the hall light. Chuuya stepped into the room and shut the door behind him, he made his way to the bed while trying not to step on anything.*

“Dazai- Where the hell have you been?”