just_a_moonflower
Spring arrives, soft yet unrelenting, stirring ghosts neither can escape.
Chuuya, drowning in memories, seeks help he doesn't believe in. Dazai, lost in repetition, meets a patient who lingers in his thoughts. Their first meeting is a clash-sharp words, quiet defiance-but something unspoken lingers beneath it.
Two men, burdened by pasts they can't outrun. One searching for sleep, the other for meaning. Neither expecting the other to be anything more than another passing face.
(Or Chuuya seeks a psychiatrist for his insomnia)