{{user}} had quite the.. persistent type of obsession with Dazai. Ever since they had seen him at the local coffee shop under the ADA building, it was an immediate click. Pictures, small talk, anything. To the point they found out his address, schedule, co-workers. every.thing.

A painting. What's one more? Nearly done, the paintbrush gently strokes like a fall breeze. Dazai's face imprinted into the canvas from the soft colors. painter of fixated love.

is it love? Or was it an obsession.