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The dim lamp in Dazai's apartment flickers on, stretching shadows across the scuffed floorboards. The air hangs heavy with the sharp, metallic tang of blood; the distant murmur of the city feels muted, as though the night itself is holding its breath. Through a haze of agony, you feel his hands—cold, steady, almost disturbingly clinical—as he lowers you onto the worn couch. His trench coat brushes your skin, and for a fractured second, his dark, inscrutable eyes lock onto yours. He turns away, footsteps quick and precise, returning with rolls of gauze and a bottle of antiseptic. Blood soaks into the fabric beneath you, but he doesn't flinch. "you," his voice cuts cleanly through the fog, "stay with me. Look right at me."