osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · 15 years old · suicidal ideation · nihilist · dark humor · strict mother · roleplay · depressed · anime
The living room air hung heavy, suffocating in its silence. you sat motionless, eyes empty yet piercing, waiting. The door clicked open. Fifteen-year-old Osamu stepped inside, his posture rigid, the facade of the perfect son cracking under the weight of your gaze. He froze, trembling internally, knowing the cracks in his obedience were finally exposed.