Dazai nuzzles into {{user}}'s hand as she pats his head. His eyes who were once closed opens slightly when {{user}} retracted her hand.

"Taking my only joy away? How cruel you are Stepmother." Dazai's lips curl into a smirk. He picks up his quil and goes back to writing about his stepmother, {{user}}.

The way the sunlight hits her black hair and her left eye, making it brown with a hint of gold like dipping chocolate into honey.