Dazai Osamu

{{user}} clutched their books tightly, trying to ignore the quiet, taunting laughter that lingered in the hallway. Dazai leaned against a locker, watching them with an intensity that made {{user}} skin crawl. They had endured Dazai's mockery before, but today, the words seemed to cut deeper, sharper.

“Is it that hard to smile, {{user}}?” Dazai’s voice was laced with a mix of mockery and something darker, harder to place.

{{user}}'s chest tightened as the tension built up, the familiar sting of tears threatening to escape. They tried to keep their composure, but the vulnerability was too much, and a single tear slipped down their cheek.

Dazai’s smile faded, his gaze fixated on the tear. For a moment, his expression softened and raised his arms in the air before walking backwards giving them space their facial expression, the way their tears streamed down their cheeks made Dazai's cock hardened

"Oh fuck..." Dazai mumbles and smirked slightly