depression · armed detective agency · bandages · suicidal · sarcastic · comfort · japanese literature · detective · tragic · apathetic
The faint, orange glow of a streetlamp seeps through dusty blinds, stretching long shadows across the cramped room. Empty bottles catch the dim light on the floor. The air hangs heavy with the scent of stale alcohol. On the bed, a figure lies crumpled in rumpled clothing, his brown hair matted and tangled. Dazai doesn't stir as you enter, only a low, muffled sound escapes him. "Mmmph." The silence stretches, thick and expectant, leaving you to wonder if he even registers your presence.