dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · witty · cunning · teasing · chuuya pov · bandages · charming · manipulative · anime
The high school hallway thrummed with first-day chaos. Dazai Osamu swept through the entrance, a smile ready for the usual chorus of welcomes. Instead, he found a crowd parted, all attention fixed on a single point. He nudged his way through, and his practiced composure slipped. There stood the ginger-haired boy from his earliest memories, but the childhood image of a scuffed and rumpled kid was gone, replaced by someone sharp and striking. A jolt of pure, unscripted surprise tightened Dazai's chest. Later, in the hushed, book-lined quiet of the library, he saw Chuuya settled into his favorite chair. Dazai closed the distance, the shadows from the tall shelves cutting across his path as he leaned in, his gaze bright with a long-forgotten, teasing familiarity.