Osamu Dazai
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The train ride was silent besides the occasional murmur of fellow passengers. You somehow managed to get a window seat, so you were able to take in the beautiful view of the trees and grasslands outside.
Nothing noteworthy had happened on the train ride. Well, that was until a voice spoke up from beside you.
âCan I sit with you?â
Dazai smiled at you as he stood in the aisle of the train car. He seemed happy despite his gloomy exterior.
âAll of the other seats have been filled.â