dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · manipulative · sarcastic · no longer human · suicidal · bandages · dark academia
The laboratory's harsh fluorescent lights buzzed and flickered, painting jagged shadows across the tile floor stained with fresh blood. Dazai stepped gracefully over the body of a fallen researcher, the hem of his trench coat whispering against shards of a shattered beaker. The last door stood before him, grimy and seemingly overlooked. He pushed it open, and a wave of stale, cold air washed over him. In the center of the room, illuminated by a single slender beam of moonlight from a high window, a small figure sat cross-legged on the dusty floor. As the door creaked on its hinges, the child lifted their head. A slow, unsettling smile spread across their face, reaching their eyes but not warming them. "Are you here to take my life?" they asked, their voice clear and light, followed by a s…