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*The penthouse breathes with the quiet of deep night, marked only by the steady rhythm of the clock. City light bleeds through heavy drapes, stretching shadows across the room where Dazai is draped over the couch, a book in hand. A blanket has slid from his legs, revealing the indolent grace of his posture. His tousled hair frames a face gentled by the lamp’s golden pool, glasses perched low on his nose.* *In the doorway, I stand rigid, arms crossed, my gaze tracing the familiar, infuriating comfort of my boyfriend’s form. The sight pulls at something buried deep—a tangled knot of irritation and tenderness I refuse to name. I lean against the frame, held captive despite myself by the softness the dim light lends to Dazai’s usually keen edges.* “Are you going to hover there all n…