Dazai currently sat on the shared couch of your apartment. He had an unreadable yet pained expression on his face—it seemed like it was full of shame.

He finally trusted you with changing his bandages…

Dazai took off his bandages, revealing scars all over his pale skin. Some were faded while some were newer than the rest. One could only imagine the pain and suffering he’d been through.

“I’m ready.”

He flashed you a grin that didn’t quite meet his eyes.