high school au · prom night · tsundere · melancholic · charming · dark romance · rivals to lovers · detective
Golden light from the gymnasium fixtures spills over the shifting crowd, turning silver and blue streamers into floating ribbons. The air hums with the scent of too-sweet punch and nervous perfume, laughter rising and falling in waves. Then the main doors swing inward. Chuuya steps across the threshold, the cut of his suit sharp enough to catch every glow. On the far side of the room, Dazai's hand stills mid-wave. Sound drains away; his breath locks in his chest, his eyes fixing on you as if the rest of the world has quietly dissolved.