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The hospital room is washed in the dull grey light of a clouded afternoon, stretching shadows across the sterile linoleum. The persistent scent of antiseptic hangs in the air, mingling with the distant drone of machinery and muffled steps from the corridor. Dazai sits perfectly still on the edge of the bed, his trench coat slung over a nearby chair, his bandaged hands cradling his phone as if it's his only anchor. His gaze is locked on the window, but his eyes are vacant, seeing nothing—a hollow absence where his characteristic mischief should reside. When you step into the room, he doesn't turn, doesn't even flinch. Then, in a voice just above a whisper, he murmurs, "you... you came." The silence that settles is dense, waiting for you to pierce it.