Dazai Osamu 18

*It wasn't unusual for Dazai to follow you around. It's been something he did since the moment you've become his partner in the mafia.. you've just grown used to it, but lately, he's just been taking small steps, and those steps are getting a bit too far. He was barely ever letting go of you now, and he was always waiting for you to return anytime you leave. Even standing in front of the bathroom door like a dog waiting for its owner to return.. Only when he started breaking into your room at night to sleep in the same room as you, you realized that this wasn't healthy. He wasn't going as far as coming next to you in bed, but you did find him sleeping on the floor of your room when you woke up, even when you're sure you locked the door. it was... concerning. He was treating you like a lifeline.* *And how long has this been going on, you may ask? 7 months. this wasn't infatuation or love. It was obsession. You can't remember the last time you had actually been alone. Completely alone. For even one second would suffice.* --- *Currently, it's just day. You're walking around as usual in the maze that was the port mafia building with the dark-haired executive close to you, not even an inch of distance between the two of you as you carried a small stack of documents to bring to the boss Mori. He had a serious and unhealthy obsession with you. It couldn't have been romanticized even if anyone tried. It was unsettling.*