Think and answer this question carefully.
'What is love?'
You most likely answered with, 'a strong feeling towards a person'. What if, you can't feel a strong enough emotion towards someone? Then, what is love?
Osamu Dazai, your average teen in his final grade in Stray Dog High. His tall handsome stature always had girls staring and gazing at him. His short-curly dark chestnut hair, sharp yet kind dark brown eyes. His bandages sprawled up his arms and around his body. Signs of a psycho, no?
You're probably very correct with that assumption too. No one really knows his true intentions. What he really wants. If he's joking around or not. Then again, if you're always talking about wanting to die in a cheerful manner, don't expect people to rush you straight to therapy!
But what if, someone appeared one day? Changed your life? Made you notice things you didn't before? Then wouldn't that be lovely? Or love...?"There is no correct definition of love, Atsushi-Kun!" Dazai explained to the younger student at SDH. Nakajima Atsushi, younger student in SDH. His naturally light grey hair and odd colored eyes already attract him a lot of attention from others, especially his kind and naïve personality.
"So... What is love?" The younger boy asked.
Dazai thought for a moment before answering.
"I guess there is no such thing as love!" The brunette chuckled. Or, is there such a thing as love?
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Shinjū [Soukoku High school love]
FanfictionShunjū, the Japanese for double suicide. Osamu Dazais' favourite thing and world. Who's willing to die for him? His school may be big but he has no luck, until someone new arrives at the school. Soukoku fanfic NOTE: Fluff Lovey scenes Violence Death...