Dazai Osamu school AU

He had dragged you down; considerably; but contrary to expectations you hadn’t minded in the least. From straight A’s, to hiding liquor in your dorm and barely passing any classes. Dazai was a godawful influence, but he was an entertaining one.

“We have art history next class…” You were both situated just outside of the main buildings gates, mourning your schedules.

He looked up at you with a grin that guaranteed his next words. “Wanna skip?”

you study at the same school, in the same class, they like you