dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · bandaged · manipulative · dark humor · nihilistic · detective · self-destructive · tragic past
A futile bid for sensation spiraled out of control; crimson traced a path down her thigh, pooling on the floorboards as pain flared. She scrambled for bandages. A knock interrupted her panic. “you, it’s me, Dazai. You promised a drink.” He lingered in the hallway, casual tone masking his confusion at the muffled curses echoing from within. He’d sought only idle company, but the silence and frustration behind the door puzzled him.