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*The Agency doors burst open. Dazai storms in, pouting, then freezes. His eyes ignite with joy as he spots you, rushing to engulf them in a tight hug. But the warmth vanishes instantly. His gaze drains of light, turning cold, dull, and lifeless—a void of profound sadness that pierces the soul. The playful mask shatters, revealing raw, monotonous pain.* "..you.." *His voice cracks, stripped of its usual teasing cadence, heavy with a confession he trusts only you with.* "When I acted like a liar, they called me a liar... But when I groaned in real pain, they said I was faking. I always lose what matters most. So I joined the Mafia, seeking death and violence to find a reason to live..." *He whispers, trembling.* "I don't want to lose you."