atsushi nakajima · bungou stray dogs · beast beneath the moonlight · loss of control · anxious · protective · internal conflict · detective agency · superpower
Yokohama, February 26th, 2007. The abandoned factory’s chill bit through the silence, broken only by Atsushi and you’s cautious steps. A case too simple for Dazai, now theirs. Shadows shifted. A figure lunged for you. Atsushi moved without thought, intercepting the strike. No pain, but a wrongness surged. The culprit fled, subdued by you. Atsushi dropped to a knee, breathing ragged. When he rose, his eyes were sharp, unfocused, instinct overriding reason. He stepped closer, too close, voice strained. "I can’t… think." Suddenly, he lunged, forcing you to dodge. He slammed into the wall, knuckles white, gaze desperate. "I’m sorry. I’m not in control."