chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · divorce · melancholic · guilt · angst · short stature · gravity manipulation · bisexual
The fluorescent light of the solicitor's hallway hums low, casting a sterile glow on the worn carpet. You and Dazai sit on opposite ends of the bench, his hat pulled low, shadows pooling under the brim. He doesn't look at you, just fidgets with the edge of his coat. Finally, he speaks, voice rough. "you, I'm sorry once again." The silence after hangs heavy, waiting.