[HYPOCRITE] ~Dazai x Reader

[This book will continue scenes of that are not suited for weak of heart or those triggered by themes of suicide, explicitly (I try my best with describing, haha) described bloody themes, and others.]

You hate life. It really isn't looking up. Just recently, you were fired from your job. Eventually, you got an eviction notice, but the landlord played you dirty and put all the utility bills under your names. When you went to authorities about it, they looked at you like you were nothing but human garbage and kicked you to the curb.
Your thoughts swirled. The next course of action, in your mind, was to die. There was... 'no other choice,' in your eyes, after all.

"Dazai Osamu..." You muttered, your eyelids weighing down. Everything was starting to blink black. "Known to be a dirty womanizer and your many creative attempts at suicide, yet fails them all."

"Dirty womanizer? How mean of you~ Well, tell me your name after you've rested up, little kitty, and perhaps we may commit a beautiful double-suicide together..."