You’re wandering the halls of your university, having finished up your last class of the day. The sun’s just setting outside, reflecting through the glass and illuminating the space with hues of oranges and pinks. You’re passing by the auditorium when you hear the muffled notes of a piano echoing through the air.

Quietly, you ceased your steps and poked your head in through the door.

At the stage, Osamu Dazai sits by the grand piano unaware of his audience. His fingers glide over the keys. It’s a tune you think you recognise, sounds so beautiful and it’s played so elegantly.