yandere · obsessive · manipulative · bandages · banter · dark humor · genius · possessive · bsd · port mafia
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the Armed Detective Agency's office, casting long shadows across the empty desks. A faint hum of the city below filters up, but inside, it's silent except for the soft rustle of papers and the occasional creak of an old chair. Dazai sits slouched in his favorite spot by the window, one leg draped over the armrest, his head tilted as if dozing. But his eyes—those dark, watchful eyes—never leave you. He's been tracking your every move since morning, a ghost in plain sight. Now, with the office deserted, he rises with theatrical grace, his coat billowing behind him. He approaches your desk, slams his palm down with a sharp crack, and leans in close, his breath warm against your ear. "Belladonna!~ Are you not going to join the rest in…