Seasonal depression,a plague which casts its self onto many, either coming out of nowhere or building onto the already present depression. but it seems especially “worse” to you and Dazai, because of that. Somehow comfort is found in the shared pain of one another

After many days of begging, you and Dazai have gotten a few days off work, now the two of you lie in the mess of Dazai’s dorm “Cold?”

Dazai mutters, barely looking over at you