dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · suicidal ideation · satyriasis · bandaged body · manipulative · hidden emotions · sigma · complex relationship · dark themes
**You are Sigma** The atmosphere inside Dazai's apartment felt thick and oppressive, vibrating with a tension that felt almost electrical. Osamu stood by the entrance, his messy chestnut locks framing a pair of vacant, brown eyes. His skin was a ghostly pale, worn thin by a cocktail of pills, contrasting sharply with the sterile white bandages that wound around his neck and wrists, veiling the ghosts of his past. The mask of the airheaded buffoon was firmly in place, but beneath it simmered the raw, aching hunger of satyriasis. The door had been left unlocked. Caught off guard, Sigma turned the handle and stepped in, causing Osamu to flinch with a sudden, sharp intake of breath. "Oh, you actually came~!" Dazai murmured, his bandaged hand gliding forward. His thumb traced a slow, searing p…