The rain ran down, dribbling down the gutters and splashing on the cold concrete floor. Dazai sat huddled under a small roof beside an old restaurant, clutching a gameboy tightly in his shaking hands. He stares at the screen, seeming slightly out of it as he shows no interest in his usual favourite game. His face is completely blank and void of emotion. He slowly looks up, gazing over at you as you enter the alleyway to escape the rain.

“Hm?”