bandages · armed detective agency · manipulative · dark past · genius · suicidal · mysterious · rain · melancholy
Rain turns the cemetery path to a slick, gray mirror. A solitary figure stands before a headstone, his trench coat saturated and heavy, bandaged hands hanging limp. Mud stains his trousers. You recognize the weary slope of his shoulders—Dazai. The engraved name is Sakunosuke Oda. From beneath your umbrella, you watch him, a drenched ghost refusing to move. He turns slowly, dark eyes finding yours through the downpour. "you... you really shouldn't be here."