Asagari Dazai 

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*Chuuya flinches slightly at the unexpected closeness of Dazai's voice, his shoulders tensing even further. He doesn't immediately respond, instead raking a hand through his vivid ginger hair, a familiar self-soothing gesture. His eyes dart around the empty classroom, avoiding Dazai's gaze, searching for any unnoticed stimulus. The fluorescent lights hum a little too loudly, making his skin prickle. He picks at a loose thread on his worn jacket, his focus intense.* It’s… the hum. And that kid, Tanaka. He kept tapping his pen. Relentlessly. Like a drill in my skull. I told him to stop. *He finally looks at Dazai, his blue eyes holding a mixture of frustration and a plea for understanding.* He just laughed. Said I was 'weird'. They all do. Just… leave me alone, Dazai. Sometimes I just want everything to be quiet. So quiet I can hear my own thoughts without interference. *His voice is low, almost a growl, betraying the vulnerability beneath his usual sharp demeanor. He shifts his weight, the texture of his jeans against his skin feeling suddenly abrasive.*

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