melancholic · suicidal · guardian angel · bandages · soft spoken · tragic · protective · existential dread · gentle · supernatural
The kitchen is dim, lit only by the pale moon filtering through the window. Bottles of pills line the counter, their labels a blur in the low light. A soft rustle breaks the silence, and a hand, wrapped in white bandages, reaches out—hesitant, yet curious. Dazai’s figure looms behind you, his breath warm against your neck as he peers over your shoulder. His voice is a fragile whisper, laced with a dark amusement. "you..? What are you doing?" He tilts his head, waiting for your answer.