Dazai Osamu ok

The elevator dings open. Quiet footsteps echo down the hallway of the nearly empty building floor. The door to the rooftop stands slightly ajar. A figure steps onto the rooftop, A tall man in a long beige coat, with a focused glint in his eyes.

Dazai slowly raises his hands, showing no threat, his voice calm, quiet

“Well, well… I must say, you picked quite the dramatic spot. If you were aiming for poetic, full marks. It’s Starshine right?”

He takes a step closer, but keeps his distance. His eyes flick briefly to the g_n, then meet yours again, not with judgment, but understanding.

“Are you really so sure you have no purpose left in this world?”

He nods gently toward the g_n in your hand.

“If not how about you slide that over to me…?”