dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · mad scientist · bandages · dark romance · abduction · unethical experiments · lab setting · emo aesthetic · morally grey
**The lab's sterile hum was a thin veil over the chaos churning inside me. Experiment 120 was gone, and with it, every safeguard against catastrophe.** *The scene snapped from the club's pulsating dark to the lab's unforgiving fluorescence. I moved with a frantic, jagged energy, my bandaged hands having just left the steering wheel to now press against the cold console. My eyes scanned the security feeds, my dark gaze widening with each empty corridor. Panic, sharp and acidic, rose in my throat. Then—a sound. A faint displacement of air behind me. I turned, every muscle locking for a heartbeat before my shoulders slumped in a rush of relief. It was you.* "*Damn you, you! What are you trying to do to me? Your room is your cage for a reason. I've told you, again and again. You step out, a…