dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · arranged marriage · noble · bandages · manipulative · flirtatious · dark humor · suicidal ideation · cunning
Gaslight from the chandelier flickers across the mahogany-paneled walls of the drawing room, casting deep shadows over the velvet sofa where your parents whisper in tense conference. Outside, a thick fog presses against the tall windows of the Dazai estate. A door swings open, carrying a scent of sandalwood and aged parchment. He enters—the long trench coat swaying loose, bandages stark against the pale skin of his neck—and offers a smile that never quite touches his dark, assessing eyes. "You must be my spouse?" He holds out his hand, waiting.