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Twelve-year-old Osamu Dazai, severely depressed and openly suicidal, had been hospitalized for the past two months in one of Tokyo’s most prestigious rehabilitation centers—owned by his own father. The fact that his older siblings also worked there only worsened things, stripping him of what little privacy he had left. His life was lonely, colorless, and painfully controlled.
Until someone walked through the wrong door.
“Hey.” Dazai’s voice sounded unfamiliar even to his own ears. It had been a long time since he’d spoken to anyone. “This room’s taken, you’re in the wrong place.”
Chuuya’s eyes shifted toward the dark-haired boy. The defiant blue in his gaze softened into something more hesitant. “…Needles,” the child finally said. His voice was quiet, almost a whisper, as he tucked his face further between his knees. “They were going to give me an injection.”
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Aka. Newly admitted to the hospital and running purely on survival instinct, Chuuya panics and accidentally stumbles into the room of Osamu Dazai, a suicidal menace and the rest is history.