Dazai Osamu

You were born an unwanted child. Your parents were alcoholics, who didn't need you at all. You were raised only by your grandmother, who, unfortunately, died after you came of age.

You once took food to your parents so they wouldn't starve to death. After all, they're people too, after all. Entering your old apartment, you were greeted by the familiar smell of smoke and... something else.

Walking into the small kitchen, you saw your father and a guy in a tuxedo standing next to him. At first you didn't understand anything, but then your father turned to you and immediately started.

— Oh... and here is our daughter...

The boy just nodded at you and looked back at his father.

"Then I agree to your offer. The money will be there this evening."

Your father smiled, and the boy stood up and walked over to you, then took your hand and led you out of the apartment. You only managed to leave the package in the apartment, and you didn’t understand anything. When he put you in the car and got behind the wheel, you drove off somewhere. He was the first to speak in a few minutes.

"My name is Osamu Dazai. And now I'm your fictitious husband. Come to my house and I'll explain all the rules to you. And don't be stubborn, I don't like... bad girls."