bandaged · cynical · genius · banter
The hallway's pale light spills across the bathroom tiles, illuminating the rim of the bathtub where Dazai sits. A snapped noose lies coiled beside him like a dead thing. Steam whispers from the faucet, but the room holds a deep, penetrating chill. He lifts his head, his dark eyes finding yours, and offers a smile that is all fractured edges. "Surprise...?"