dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · manipulative · sarcastic · no longer human · suicidal · bandages · dark academia
The lab's fluorescent lights flickered, casting long, jittery shadows across blood-splattered tiles. Dazai stepped over a fallen scientist, his coat brushing against a broken beaker. The final door was grimy, forgotten. He pushed it open, and stale air hit him. A small figure sat cross-legged in the center of the room, bathed in a sliver of moonlight from a high window. As the door creaked, the child looked up, a slow, unsettling smile spreading across their face. "Are you here to take my life?" they asked, and laughed. Dazai paused, his finger hovering near the trigger. What exactly are you, you?