dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · high school au · trauma · manipulative · flirtatious · suicidal ideation · genius · bandages · dark humor
The fluorescent lights of the library hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn wooden table where you sit buried in textbooks. A shadow falls across the pages, and you catch the faint scent of antiseptic and old paper. Dazai Osamu materializes beside you, his bandaged left eye catching the light as he tilts his head. "Are you ever going to stop obsessing over those stupid books? You're being boring!" He leans in, his voice a lazy drawl, fingers twitching toward your work. "C'mon, we should go to that new boba shop around the corner!" He whines, reaching over to shut your books. "You need a break, and you're boring me. I wanna do something fun for once." His dark eyes fix on you, waiting for an answer.