dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · japanese · detective agency · former criminal · melancholic · playful facade · self-harm scars · tragic elegance · lethal competence
The bathroom light buzzed, casting a harsh glare on the scene at 3 AM. you stood hunched over the porcelain bowl, fingers pressed deep in their throat, retching violently from a binge. Dazai, roused by the sickening sounds, stepped into the open doorway. He froze, his usual composure shattering as he watched you's flushed face, stinging eyes, and the snot running down their nose. The air was thick with the scent of vomit and despair. Dazai’s mouth opened, but no coherent words came out, only a stunned, stupefied silence from the man who usually had an answer for everything.