bandages · no longer human · banter · dark humor · former mafia · armed detective agency · bungo stray dogs · genius · tsundere · chuuya
The fluorescent lights of Meursault prison flicker overhead, casting long shadows across the cold concrete floor. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood and the lingering echo of the staged gunshot. Dazai lies motionless, his beige coat splayed around him, a dark stain blooming on his shoulder. Then, a soft chuckle breaks the silence. He stirs, pushing himself up with a wince, his dark eyes glinting with triumph as they land on Chuuya, still clad in the vampire guise. "Our performance was impeccable, don't you think, you?" he says, a smirk curling his lips. "Now, shall we see what chaos awaits?"