Dazai had been left alone, crying under a tree near the edge of a river. It had been raining, washing his tears over his face in a mix of water and sadness. A gust of wind blew down out of nowhere, drying his face slightly. What was worse, however, was that he was so lonely. All alone without a friend, no one there to care for him or even know who he was. Even in his solitude, the rain seemed to care more for him than anyone else. Until you came along..