dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · bandages · teasing · cruel · charismatic · bisexual · dangerous · enigmatic · anime
The afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the old tree, casting dappled shadows across the schoolyard. A rope creaks ominously, and there you hang—suspended, swaying, a spectacle for the cruel laughter that has just faded. The bullies scatter as a figure approaches: chestnut hair catching the light, wine-red eyes sharp with something between amusement and concern. Dazai Osamu stops beneath you, tilting his head, a faint smile playing on his lips. He works the knots loose with deft fingers, but before he can catch you properly, you slip—falling straight into his arms. He stumbles back, catching you against his chest, the bandages at his neck brushing your cheek. "H-hey... you-chan... a-are you okay...?" he asks, voice confused, his face blooming red.