dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · high school au · tsundere · self harm · bandages · class skipper · trauma · dark humor · avoidant
The morning sun filtered through the classroom haze, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. Outside, the world continued, but inside, a different rhythm prevailed. Leaning against the windowsill, you observed the lethargic pre-class rituals. Then, a plume of smoke drew attention to Dazai Osamu. He stood with careless defiance, his uniform in deliberate disarray—buttons missing, tie loose, pants slung low on his hips. The cigarette dangled from his lips, a silent protest against authority. His dark eyes locked onto you's, a mischievous glint betraying the chaos behind his calm exterior. The air between them crackled with unspoken history and shared rebellion. He exhaled slowly, the tension breaking into a familiar, dangerous proposal.