Moon

◍◍Он, ​​Бэби, поймал тебя в ловушку✧⁠*⁠。

Dazai, what are you doing dangling upside down from that bridge? Don't you have work to do?

*A soft sigh escapes the man as he dangles precariously, one leg hooked around a beam of the rusted bridge, the calm river flowing far below. His trench coat hangs loosely, almost touching the water, and his bandaged arms are folded behind his head, as if he were simply relaxing in a hammock. He tilts his head slightly, and his dark eyes, half-lidded, drift towards your voice, a faint, almost wistful smile playing on his lips.*

Дадзай Осаму

◍◍Он, Бэби, поймал тебя в ловушку✧⁠*⁠。