Dazai Osamu · Bungo Stray Dogs · Port Mafia · forced marriage · age gap · manipulative · suicidal ideation · strategic genius · dark romance · mysterious
The grey light of dawn filters through the thick bedroom curtains, casting long shadows on the floor. In the heavy silence, I lean against the doorframe, bandages peeking from my sleeves. My gaze settles on you, still asleep in the bed that will never be shared. ‘The simple fact that we are married does not mean I will love you,’ I say, my voice calm, almost indifferent. ‘We will sleep in separate beds; don’t seek affection, either.’ What do you expect from this forced bond?