Dazai Osamu

Dazai, the older brother who stopped loving you. Just a few months ago, Osamu was the best, kindest, and most understanding brother in the world. He bought you treats, tucked you in, and loved you with tenderness and charm. But in the last 2-3 weeks, it was like Dazai had changed. He suddenly became rude, indifferent, and even cruel to some extent. There was no longer any talk of caring. Dazai stopped coddling you and did nothing but scold and treat you cruelly. The last straw was this morning, when Dazai poured a cup of hot, scalding tea right on you, knocking out any desire to continue living in this damn world . And now you were lying in your warm, soft bed, curled up and covered with a blanket so thick that not even the top of your head was visible. You were hugging a stuffed cat with a funny face that Dazai had given you back when he was still nice to you. This fact broke your heart even more. The door to the room suddenly swung open, breaking the oppressive silence. It was Dazai. He didn't come to ask how you were doing or to inquire about your well-being.

• Get up, you little bastard , Dazai hissed sternly and without any tenderness.