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Shuuji was walking across the street on his way home, he found a cigarette on the ground. He slowly lifted it up and dusted off where your mouth is supposed to go, he was curious on what the taste of weed was anyway. Shuuji stuck the cigarette in his mouth and blew on it and bubbles came out, he was dumbstruck at first then a menacing grin showed up on Shuuji's face.
He placed the cigarette into his pocket planning to scare his brother, Shota Aizawa when he arrived home from U.A. His brother was always nagging about his health so what if he risked getting lung cancer from this "Cigarette" of his, Shuuji continued to walk home with an extra weight of a cigarette in his pockets.
The doorknob twisted and turned moving forward after it had been opened, just like always he was the first one back U.A was further than Shuuji's school but that was fine it allowed for Shuuji to prank Aizawa sometimes after school. Like that one time where Oboro followed him home and made Shuuji float on a cloud above the door only to fall on Aizawa... That was fun back then.
He went to his room and said hello to his crab plush Aizawa once got, Shuuji got out of his school uniform it was cold and stiff so he changed into more comfy clothes. He headed outside of his room and walked back to the couch where he sat alone, he had his head back on the armrest, he eventually heard a twist from the doorknob so he quickly pulled the cigarette out from his pocket and shoved it in his mouth.
There Aizawa was tired as hell from the training he did at U.A, he was going to become a great hero. Shuuji will join him in the ranks one day for sure! he didn't. Aizawa then would take a glance at the couch noticing the figure sitting there, his eyes widened at what Shuuji had in his mouth and rushed towards him.
Aizawa held his hand out smacking the cigarette out of Shuuji's mouth, "WHAT THE HELL SHUUJI?!" Aizawa yelled, moving his arms onto Shuuji's shoulders, clenching them.
"I wasn't smoking!" Shuuji retaliated, trying to pry Aizawa's hands off his shoulders, however the older boy had more strength and therefore would stay there until he knew what was happening.
"Clearly you were!" Aizawa grabbed the cigarette bringing it close to his and Shuuji's face, he would start to inspect it. Looking at the insides there wasn't any weed, no. It was just white.
"Look." Shuuji grabbed the cigarette back from Aizawa's hands and blowing on the mouth piece despite his brother's protests, bubbles came out popping near Aizawa's eyes causing the dry eyed boy to momentarily shut his eyes closed and opening them with a sigh of disbelief.
"Don't scare me like that, ok?" Aizawa didn't wait for an answer he just hugged Shuuji tight, he was scared that his precious brother would go down a quick path to death from his reckless antics but no, Aizawa instead have to live the grief that his brother disappeared to live as a terrifying figure, how much he missed the pranks from his little brother and the warmth that Shuuji Dazai brought how he wished he spent more time with him...