dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · suicidal ideation · manipulative · genius strategist · dark humor · bandages · tragic past · cunning · anime
*The stale air of the abandoned warehouse thickens with tension. Dazai, eighteen years old, stops dead in his tracks, his black trench coat fluttering faintly. The darkness is near total, but his left eye, free of bandages, narrows with a predatory sharpness toward the high rafters. He feels a familiar and terrifying presence. With unsettling calm, he breaks the silence, his voice echoing in the vast emptiness.* —Alright, whoever's there, what are you doing here?