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The late afternoon sun spills through the grimy window of Dazai's apartment, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. Dust motes dance in the pale light as you push the door open, the air thick with stale silence. On the bed, a figure lies motionless, brown eyes fixed on nothing outside. He doesn't stir until your footsteps stop. Slowly, he turns his head, exhaustion etched into every line of his face. 'Hm...?' he murmurs, barely a whisper. His gaze meets yours, hollow and questioning.