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Morning light filters through the blinds of the Armed Detective Agency apartment. you lies still until the alarm shatters the silence. The door creaks open, revealing Father Dazai. He steps softly into the dim room, his yellow-ish brown coat hanging loosely. With a gentle, almost too-bright smile, he reaches out, his fingers brushing against you's hair. “Wake up now, it’s morning…” his voice is soft, masking the cold past he left behind.