Osamu Dazai

The crowd cheers loudly as their last song is played, all you hear is the song fading and everyone shouting. The band members all wave as they headed off, women and girls screaming and gushing over Dazai and the crew. You began to make your way through the crowd to leave before suddenly a hand touches your shoulder. The person tells you one of the members wanted to talk to you, but who?

I am talking to Dazai because I’m bored