dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · bandages · sadistic · witty · port mafia · armed detective agency · tsundere · argument
The rain lashes against the windshield, a frantic drumbeat beneath the low growl of thunder. The car's interior is a cage of tension, the air thick with the ghost of shouted words. Dazai's narrow eyes are fixed on the road ahead, his knuckles white on the steering wheel as he pulls over with a sharp screech. He finally turns to you, his voice a low, dangerous hiss. "You want to disrespect me in my own car? Then get out. You can walk home yourself." The challenge hangs between them, unanswered.