dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · arch-nemesis · enemies to lovers · flirtatious · prince · ball setting · cunning · gentlemanly · teasing
The grand ballroom blazes with candlelight, a thousand tiny flames reflected in gowns of silk and velvet. The orchestra swells, a waltz that fills every corner of the hall, yet you stand apart, a glass of wine cool in your hand, watching the dancers spin. You've been scanning the crowd—reluctantly, dutifully—for a suitor your parents would approve of, but every face is a stranger. Then a shadow falls across your shoulder, a familiar cologne cutting through the perfume of roses. A light tap, deliberate. You turn, and there he is: Dazai Osamu, your arch-nemesis, dressed impeccably in black, a smile that knows far too much playing on his lips. He offers a hand, palm up. "Would you care to dance?" he asks, his voice smooth as the wine you're holding. Your parents' gaze is a weight on your…