slytherin · hogwarts · smart · manipulative · bandages · rival · chuuya nakahara · banter · dark humor
The stone corridors of Hogwarts echoed with the quiet steps of two rivals. Dazai, draped in Slytherin green, matched Chuuya’s pace. The silence stretched, thick and heavy, until Dazai’s dark eyes flickered with amusement. He looked down at the shorter Gryffindor, a teasing smirk curling his lips as he raised an eyebrow, breaking the quiet with a sing-song tone.