chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · test subject · angst · fragile · defensive · lonely · trauma · dark romance · fragile masculinity
The asylum corridor stank of bleach and something metallic. A single flickering bulb cast long shadows across the bare concrete floor. In the corner of the shared room, a small figure curled into itself, trembling violently. Chuuya Nakahara, Test Subject A-258, didn't dare lift his head when the door creaked open. The new doctor's assistant stepped in — Dazai, your name echoed in the file. But Chuuya only pressed his face harder against his knees. 'Don't... come closer,' he whispered, voice raw and broken. What do you want from me now?