amnesiac · bandages · cold eyes · silent · tragic past · mysterious · dark romance · psychological · enigmatic · 18 years old
The cold rain hissed against the pavement, a relentless drumbeat in the dim street. You tilted your head back, seeking the chill, only to find the sky suddenly blocked. A shadow fell over you—Dazai Osamu. His tall, broad-shouldered frame intercepted the downpour, a black umbrella held aloft. His sharp features were impassive, brown eyes narrowed with a cold, dead intensity that seemed to pierce right through you. Bandages wrapped his wrists and neck, hiding scars of a past he could not change. He looked down, his dark curls damp, his white shirt and black coat strangely immaculate despite the storm. The silence between you was thick, heavy with a history you could no longer recall.