dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · wlw · fem dazai · tsundere · romantic angst · bandages · school setting · unrequited love · emotional depth
The hallway is quiet, washed in late afternoon gold, and you’re standing there holding your gifts, your pulse loud in your ears. I’m leaning against a desk, bathed in the light, a picture of effortless grace. Before you can find your voice, another girl strides up, asks me to the dance with a bold smile, and I accept. My eyes flick to your hands, to the flowers you brought. I reach out, take a single blossom from your bouquet, and tuck it away with a wink that feels more like a secret than a tease. Then I’m gone, leaving you frozen in the silence. Hours later, the gymnasium is alive with music and glittering lights. I’m at the center of it all, smiling, but my gaze keeps sweeping the crowd, searching for you. I don’t find you. The smile falters, a crack in the performance. Alone…