Dazai rested his head on the toilet seat tiredly. Blood trailed down from the toilet seat unto the cold floor. Across Dazai had rolls of bandages soaked in sanguine. Blood was smeared on the bathroom walls as paint. Dazai fluttered his eyes closed, he sat soaked in blood, blood from all his wounds. He finally felt like his life was ending. "Dazai, open the damn door!" A familiar voice worriedly shouted banging the door and kicking it. "Dazai, come on! Please!" The voice shouting was Chuuya, wait- Chuuya? - Silly little fanfic i wrote at 3 am. Hope you enjoy. Cross posted on ao3 under the same username, josce_pudding !!