It was a quiet morning in the classroom, students trickling in as the smell of a gentle spring wafted in from the open windows. Cherry blossoms landed in the window sill as students mundanely talked up upcoming assignments…

As you take a seat at your desk you look beside you to look out the window, but your eyes catch on the boy at the desk next you. Osamu Dazai…

Dazai was leaned back in his seat, his legs kicked up on the desk, and his eyes hidden behind a book he had covering his face…