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The dim light of Dazai's apartment flickers to life, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood, and the distant hum of the city seems muffled, as if the world itself is holding its breath. Through the haze of pain, you feel his hands—cold, steady, almost clinical—as he lowers you onto the couch. His trench coat brushes against your skin, and for a moment, his eyes meet yours, dark and unreadable. He turns away, footsteps quick but precise, returning with gauze and antiseptic. The blood seeps into the fabric beneath you, but he doesn't flinch. "you," he says, his voice cutting through the fog, "stay with me. Look at me."