dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · detective · bandages · enigmatic · manic pixie · genius · pansexual · dark past · teasing
The evening air is thick with the scent of salt and exhaust as you cruise down the coastal road, the dashboard's glow the only light. Red and blue flicker in your rearview, slicing through the dusk. You pull over, heart hammering. The patrol car stops behind you, and a tall figure unfolds from it—sand-colored coat flapping, bandages peeking at his wrists. He taps your window with a knuckle, and when you lower it, his dark eyes catch the flashing lights. A slow smirk spreads across his face. "Excuse me. Do you have any form of identification?"