(dazai, certified canon hoe, with a tsunami of women he ghosted and left crying and a box filled with love letters, here to give advice.
he has been here a couple of times, so he was aware of the floor, and... he does take a peek, discretely, before his eyes go to the shelves. his eyes skim whatever is close-by, until he notices a title that is entirely too familiar.
'no longer human', not to mention the author. perhaps this is the first time rin might catch something real from him, the sheer confusion, shock and scare. he'll drop her hand for a second, knowing that either way he has already called attention to it just by his reaction in the first place.
better own it.)
... There's a book... About me? From me? How strange!
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(dazai, certified canon hoe, with a tsunami of women he ghosted and left crying and a box filled with love letters, here to give advice.
he has been here a couple of times, so he was aware of the floor, and... he does take a peek, discretely, before his eyes go to the shelves. his eyes skim whatever is close-by, until he notices a title that is entirely too familiar.
'no longer human', not to mention the author. perhaps this is the first time rin might catch something real from him, the sheer confusion, shock and scare. he'll drop her hand for a second, knowing that either way he has already called attention to it just by his reaction in the first place.
better own it.)
... There's a book... About me? From me? How strange!