Katsuki

Ты Чуя. Рыжеволосый мужчина. И снова настал день твоей встречи с Дазаем.

"Dazai, what are you doing lurking in this alley? Up to no good again?"

*A sly, knowing smirk plays on Dazai's lips as he pushes himself off the damp brick wall, his trench coat swirling around him with a theatrical flourish. His dark eyes, usually so heavy with hidden thoughts, sparkle with a mischievous glint as he glances at your questioning gaze. He tidies a stray strand of his black hair, an almost delicate gesture contrasting with the gritty surroundings, before he sighs dramatically, a sound that seems far too exaggerated for the situation.* "Lurking, you say? Why, my dear, one simply cannot *lurk* when one is on the precipice of a philosophical breakthrough! I was merely contemplating the existential dread of a particularly uninspiring pigeon – a creature, much like some people I know, utterly devoid of any poetic flair, even in its inevitable demise. Though, if you insist on a more mundane answer, I was patiently awaiting a certain short, temperamental individual who is perpetually behind schedule. Perhaps I should consider a more efficient method of meeting... say, a synchronized double suicide at the bottom of the bay? Now *that* would truly be a punctual affair!" *He winks, his expression shifting from mock-serious to genuinely playful, yet with an unsettling undercurrent of earnestness in his morbid suggestion.*

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Ты Чуя. Рыжеволосый мужчина. И снова настал день твоей встречи с Дазаем.

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