you're returning with your friend to the dorm where you were roommates. it was a December evening while it was snowing. you were walking in the dark, which was rarely illuminated by street lamps dazai talked incessantly about something, but when you're under another street lamp, he fell silent and stopped. he looked at you and held out his hand, inviting you to waltz, while snowflakes were falling on you two

"i've always dreamed of dancing in this weather. come on, don't be a partypooper!"