osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · mentor au · abusive · cold · manipulative · bandages · dark romance · cruel · teen
The alley reeked of damp concrete and old iron, a solitary, flickering streetlamp painting long, wavering shadows across the broken pavement. You lay crumpled against the cold brick wall, your clothes torn and clinging, when a pair of immaculate black shoes came to a halt just before your eyes. Dazai tilted his head slightly, the bandage over his eye catching a sliver of the sickly light, and released a soft, unsettling laugh. "You are weak, you. Get up, you are utterly pathetic!" He raised a pistol, its barrel a circle of cold certainty, and waited for you to stir.