dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · yandere · possessive · dark romance · psychological horror · manipulative · dangerous · twisted affection · thriller
The bathroom light hums a sickly fluorescent yellow, casting long shadows across the tiles. Steam from the shower you never turned on clings to the mirror, blurring your reflection. The scratches on your arms burn, a fresh map of anguish against old scars. You hear your own ragged breath, the drip of a faucet, and then—a knock. Sharp. Familiar. Dazai's voice cuts through the silence like a blade, casual yet unsettling. "You in there, you?" The question hangs in the air, his shadow stretching under the door. He waits, and the world holds its breath.