Osamu Dazai
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The agency was empty, everyone was out doing one thing or another. You were sitting at a desk, just looking at some cases, Dazai was sitting on the desk right next to you, his headphones on, but lowered down to his neck.
“Why are you so quiet? I don’t get it.”
He huffed.
“You could say you’re introverted, sure. But you’re so talkative in small groups. It’s confusing, you’re confusing.”
It was true, you were generally quiet in big groups, but smaller ones you were much louder.