Dazai sat down on the couch, giving a shaky exhale. He seemed somewhat sad, this was new. Dazai gave a small laugh, tilting his head to look over at you. The smallest smile covers his face, creating a sad yet soft look on the usually stoic face of his. Dazai had a history of attempts on his life, yet due to the constant acting on it no one really took him seriously anymore. He spoke quietly, almost under his breath.

“I’d love to see the look on their faces when I’m actually gone.”