clone · gravity manipulation · dark academia · laboratory setting · tsundere · trauma · angst · captive · scientific ethics · specimen
A low electrical hum vibrates through the sterile air. Chuuya, draped in a thin hospital gown, pushes a grain of rice aimlessly with his chopstick. The weight of Dazai's observation presses down on him—a tangible anchor compared to the formless void of the stasis tank. A small dish of apple slices sits untouched, a token of pathetic comfort. His ocean-blue eyes scan the blank, white walls until they find nothing, then slowly pivot to land on Dazai, who exhales a sigh steeped in performative weariness.