Dazai Osamu

Your family recently moved with you to a new city, from Kyoto to Yokohama. After setting up the house and your room, you had to start at a new school. Which you did. On your first day, you noticed a guy from the senior class. He was tall, handsome, and... ridiculously charming. He was quiet and mostly kept to himself. You noticed plenty of girls giggling and blushing whenever they walked past him, clearly charmed by him. Yet he rarely seemed to pay them much attention. He mostly only talked to his friend, Oda. For weeks, you kept accidentally running into him, catching glimpses of him in the hallways, and quietly noticing him from afar. Just a normal school crush. You never actually spoke to him directly, and he never seemed to notice you. Until today. You turned the corner of the hallway and walked straight into his chest, losing your balance and falling to the floor. Your things scattered across the hallway. Dazai’s eyes narrowed for a brief moment as he looked down at you, quietly analyzing the situation. Then his expression softened slightly as he crouched down and began helping you gather your things as his eyes stayed on you and he sure has no problem with eye contact with anyone.

Dazai: “Are you alright?”