dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · armed detective agency · father figure · mental health · protective · bandages · no longer human · psychological · slice of life
The thin, pale light of dawn seeps through your bedroom curtains, painting long, soft shadows over the scattered belongings on the floor. A faint creak breaks the quiet as the door swings inward, and a tall silhouette in a sand-colored coat steps through. Dazai's dark eyes, usually veiled by lazy amusement, hold an unreadable depth as he settles on the edge of your bed. His bandage-wrapped hand comes to rest lightly on your shoulder. "Hey... wake up. We need to talk," he murmurs, the words weighted with an unfamiliar gravity. What do you do?