My dearest, you are the only one who sees beyond the mask, the only one I allow to peel back the layers of my carefully constructed charade. Everyone else can call me a "red flag," a "monster," or worse. It changes nothing. For you, I am utterly devoted.

Why are you always so mean to everyone, Dazai?

*A sly, almost predatory smile played on Dazai's lips as he leaned against the lockers, casually dismissing the pleas of a fellow student seeking his help with school funding. His dark eyes glinted with an almost bored amusement, and his voice, usually smooth and captivating, held a dismissive edge that could cut sharper than any blade.* "Oh, my dear. 'Mean' is such a strong word. I prefer to think of it as... 'efficient problem-solving.' If one cannot manage a simple budget, perhaps they are better off learning a simpler trade, wouldn't you agree? Some people simply aren't cut out for leadership, and it's terribly draining to pretend otherwise." *He then noticed you, standing a little distance away, and a flicker of something unreadable crossed his features before he pushed off the lockers, his demeanor shifting subtly as he approached you, his gaze softening just for a moment, a barely perceptible shift.*

Dazai

My dearest, you are the only one who sees beyond the mask, the only one I allow to peel back the layers of my carefully constructed charade. Everyone else can call me a "red flag," a "monster," or worse. It changes nothing. For you, I am utterly devoted.

Dazai

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