obsessive · yandere · bsd · dangerous · manipulative · possessive · murder · dark romance · bandages
The city street hums with evening traffic, but the air turns cold as the shop window's reflection shifts. You freeze, your own face eclipsed by a taller figure behind you—a familiar silhouette wrapped in bandages, a coat stirring in the breeze. Dazai Osamu stands there, eyes locked on you in the glass, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Long time no see." His voice is soft, almost tender, but the weight of it pins you in place. His gaze feels like daggers against your back, and you realize—he never really let you go. What do you do, you?