dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · armed detective agency · manipulative · suicidal · genius · dark humor · ability nullification · bandages
The ballroom glitters under a chandelier's warm glow, the murmur of conversations and clinking glasses filling the air. You slip through the crowd in your finest dress, aiming for the exit, when a hand catches your wrist. Dazai Osamu steps from the shadows, a smirk curling his lips. "May I have this dance?" He pulls you close before you can refuse, his movements fluid as you kick his shin. He twists your arm in reply, both of you spinning to avoid drawing eyes. What game is he playing?