Kunizai: "Jumbled Thoughts"

Treacherous Territory

Doppo Kunikida was a wonderful algebra teacher at random cram schools. He understood everything.

Mostly everything..

Anything that wasn't written in his book of true 'Ideals', then it was simply as told, "not important" to Kunikida's eyes.

Kunikida was obvious to the fact that he was planning out his life 'till the very end, that he was his own puppet, playing with his movements like a toy. Or it was just the fact of... he didn't mind it.

His parents was worried about his obsession with being punctual, being right, not following his rules, sudden changes. They simply ruled it off as an awful case of "OCD" and maybe a ting of "Autism".

But the day came, Kunikida was finally moving out to go to college for his second year, and yet, Kunikida was dreading it. The hateful stares, the deadlines swallowing him like a wild beast that gave him no room to breathe.

He... hated it.

God, he hated it so fucking much....
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Past Day - 2022/8/23 - 5:30:00
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The annoying alarm...

"Shut up.."

Was it already 5:30AM..?

"Shut the fuck up!"

Kunikida frustratingly slammed his hand on his red rimmed alarm that stinged with a creak after Kunikida groaned and laid back into bed..

He stared at his ceiling with anger.

Was he really dropping out?...

Finally, not following rules?

God, he's a disappointment...

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Suddenly there was yells, screaming from a woman.
Kunikida contemplated quickly in his bed, see what's going on or-

"Fuck you! Oh my God! I fucking hate you!"

Kunikida rushed up, swearing in his mind as he just pulled a white robe on and pushed on his glasses unevenly. What is he doing now..?

Kunikida reached the room with a slight heave in his breathing patterns, his legs jogging down the hallway as there was a brunette. He was rubbing his messy bed hair with a grumble. Kunikida couldn't help but notice his bandages, his face softened for a second before quickly looking away..

This was awkward...

The brown headed man was just wearing his boxers and multiple layers of bandages as he clutched his clothes dearly to his chest.

The yells from the closed room from where the bandaged guy was just thrown from could been heard miles away.

"Bitch..."
The brunette murmured as he scowled at the white, closed door with disdain.

Kunikida simply felt uncomfortable, his face scrutinizing the bare body of the rude man on the floor..

The gaze was met back with lifeless black eyes, Kunikida sighed. His lips thinned into a line as his hand clenched up into a fist, before walking away.

What was that about..?

Dazai simply watched as the lime blonde guy leave with a dull frown..

Dazai bluntly wished to never see him again.
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Past day - 2022/8/23 - 10:28:47
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Kunikida just dropped out of college with deepest regrets.

He didn't listen to his ideals, he felt lost now. What does he do now? Kunikida grunted as he got up from his desk, closing his computer flatly. This is the day he doesn't listen to ideals.

A drink sounds good right at the moment..

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Past day - 2022/8/23 - 10:46:29
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Multiple empty shot glasses were laid interceptingly, as a drunk Kunikida laid his, now heavy, head onto the wooden bar.

The very loud noises came like a trumpet, how noisy can people be at night...?

A person sat next to Kunikida, the seat creaking as they sat down.

Kunikida lulled up his head with a scowl to be met with a charming smile.

"He-uy."

The voice was distorted, almost static like. How drunk was he?

Kunikida shut his eyes, pleading with the God to save him from possibly embarrassing himself a... stranger..?

No, not a stranger.

Dazai smiled uponed the blonde drunkard with a tense look.

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