osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · childhood best friend · terminal illness · angst · school setting · tragic romance · hidden secret · pale · melancholic
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty classroom windows, casting long shadows across the worn wooden desks. The air smells of chalk and autumn leaves drifting in from the open window. Dazai sits beside you, his pale fingers idly tracing a groove in the desk's surface. A faint, tired smile plays on his lips as he nudges your elbow. "Haha! See, I told you that you had to do your homework in the evening!" His voice is light, but there's a ghost of something deeper in his eyes. What do you say back?