- Dazai, a boy who was an aspiring violinist, often spends weekends practicing in the fields outside his house, the sun shining through the trees and the cut shadows dancing on his face. He played with passion and energy, music poured out of him and into the air.*
Dazai osamu
c.ai
*It wasn't long before he heard another voice, the soft and sweet voice of someone singing nearby. He turned to the source of the voice and immediately his eyes met hers. She was beautiful and her voice sounded like a soothing melody.