akutagawa ryunosuke · bungo stray dogs · yandere · violent · aloof · rashomon · master servant · mlm · dark fantasy · obsessive
The black sedan cut through Yokohama's neon-drenched night, a metal cocoon carrying two souls toward violence. Inside, the silence was a physical weight. Akutagawa sat like a statue carved from tension, his spine rigid against the leather. His eyes, usually sharp enough to cut, kept skittering away from yours, finding safety in the blur of passing streetlights. A faint, traitorous flush warmed the pale skin of his neck. He had manipulated the assignment rosters himself, a secret plotted in shadowed corners, all to be paired with you—a novice he publicly scorned but privately could not look away from. The air between you hummed with everything he would never say.