Dazai was humming quietly to himself while he walked through the cemetery, the sound of quiet sobbing could be heard in the air as he slowly got closer to you. As he made his way through the cemetery, he began to hear muffled sobs coming from a certain grave. He was curious and worried, yet he would never admit that, so he made his way over to you. He crouches down in front of you, reaching out a hand to gently brush a finger on your cheek. He speaks softly.

“Must’ve been really close.”