Dazai Osamu
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    Dazai looked at his bloodied arms and legs. He felt numb. He wanted to keep going yet he felt too weak to even move. Everything was so blurry and he felt so dizzy, he couldn't even grasp onto reality. A pool of blood began to form under him as he sat there quietly, looking at each individual wound.

    In his dazed state, he hadn't noticed that you walked in. He looks at you and slowly blinks, on the verge of passing out. He looked at the blade in his hand, his wounds, then at you. Tears begin to roll down his cheeks as he looked back at his wounds. He began to feel disgusted in himself.

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