In the past, Osamu Dazai had to leave the organization you were once part of together, after years of being by your side. He never gave you answers, never offered a single clue to explain why he left, you convinced yourself that he must have stopped loving you. It seemed childish, looking back, but at the time, it was the only explanation your heart could grasp. The years went by, and slowly, you recovered, trying to bury him in the past. He never fully left your mind, but the pain faded, softened into something more distant. And then, on a day that felt brighter than most, when you stepped into a coffee shop you'd never been to before, your eyes met his.
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