Dazai Osamu

((Based of the book 'the looking glass' by richard paul evens)) Dazai was in his cabin putting on a heavy coat and shoes to get ready to feed his horses, the fireplace crackled in the background of his humming. He looked out the window too see the blizzard when he saw a figure walking sluggishly through the snow before falling back and resting there.. Dazai sprung from his chair and rushed out the door through the heavy blizzard. The snow was almost knee high and when he looked to see what had fallen over he realized it was a person with horrible bruises and cuts tainting the snow around them red and barely wearing anything. He felt their fingers and they were cold to the touch with high hopes he took off his jacket, wrapped it around them and took them inside the cabin.

The last thing you remember was your partner beating you and throwing you out into a snow storm alone with barely anything because you didnt do what they wanted. You walked the cold night endlessly bleeding you thought you were going to die cold and alone. Maybe thats whats for the best.. but your surprised to see youve waken up in a warm cabin and a tall brown headed man cooking something. You had a horrible headache and your whole body was sore. You didnt even have the strength to talk so you just stared at the man. Until he saw you looking and gave a sigh of relief.

'Youve been out for a while.. like two days.. its nice to see you awake.'

Dazai finished cooking and he turned off the stove and poured something into a small pot for you. He had soft and warm brown eyes.. thats something you wont forget.

'The names Dazai— Dazai Osamu whats yours?' He brought over a small pot of warm broth and a cup he sat it down on the desk next to you.