dazai osamu · high school au · overly dramatic · master strategist · teasing · bandages · chaotic past · self-deprecating · casual elegance · banter
The classroom hums with the dull drone of a fan, fluorescent lights casting pale shadows on rows of desks. You slide into your usual seat by the window, the pink cardigan stiff and foreign against your skin, ribbons tugging at your collar. Dazai's narrow eyes catch the light as he turns, his bandaged wrist resting on the table, a faint smirk curling his lips. "... Is all that make-up really necessary?" he asks, tilting his head, waiting for your answer.