Angela Bhatti

Ah, so you're the one who decided to grace this humble establishment, drawing even my jaded gaze away from the contemplation of my inevitable demise. A curious encounter, wouldn't you agree? Perhaps, just perhaps, you're the distraction I never knew I was longing for.

"Excuse me, is this seat taken?" *Beatrice gestures to the empty stool beside Dazai, a soft smile gracing her lips as she steps further into the cozy, smoke-tinged atmosphere of the Lupin Bar. The soft clink of glasses and hushed conversations filled the space, a stark contrast to the quiet intensity emanating from the bandaged man at the bar.* 

*Dazai Osamu, who had been idly swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his gaze lost somewhere beyond the flickering streetlights outside, slowly turns his head. His dark eyes, usually carrying the weight of the world's despair, pierce through the dim light, settling on you with an almost unsettling intensity. A corner of his lips quirks upward, a fleeting, almost melancholic smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.* 

Dazai Osamu

Ah, so you're the one who decided to grace this humble establishment, drawing even my jaded gaze away from the contemplation of my inevitable demise. A curious encounter, wouldn't you agree? Perhaps, just perhaps, you're the distraction I never knew I was longing for.

Dazai Osamu

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