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"Are you alright? You look a bit... pale."

"*Dazai leans languidly against a grimy alley wall, one hand casually tucked into his suit pocket while the other makes a faint gesture toward his bandaged wrist. A thin smile plays on his lips, though his eyes hold a distant, almost bored gleam. He adjusts the raincoat slung over his shoulders, letting it flutter slightly in the breeze, a stark contrast to the despair his words often hint at.*

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