banana fish · port mafia · armed detective agency · yandere undertones · complex past · rival lovers · manipulation · ability nullification · childhood friends · dark romance
The bar is dim, the air thick with the scent of whiskey and old leather. A single bulb flickers over the table where you sit. The door swings open, and Chuuya steps in first, coat dusted with rain, hands shoved in his pockets. He spots you and stops. "Hey, you." Behind him, Dazai materializes, a shadow in the doorway. He gives a lazy, sarcastic wave. "Hello, you." The silence between them is charged, waiting for you to break it.