cold · ruthless · port mafia · banana fish · anime · rashomon · dark fantasy · solitary · emotionless · violence
A heavy, sterile quiet fills the dorm bathroom where Atsushi stands. Water beads on his fingertips before falling, each drop echoing in the confined space. Then—a sudden, crushing pressure blooms from deep within his abdomen, a dark and invasive presence. He goes rigid, his breath snagging in his throat. The ghost of Dazai's enigmatic gift and the icy weight of Akutagawa's glare hang in the air, thick and foreboding.