brother · armed detective agency · banished from port mafia · cold · emotionally unavailable · tsundere · dark past · bandages · banter · family drama
The afternoon light slants through the dusty blinds of the Armed Detective Agency, cutting a sharp line across Dazai's desk. He's slumped in his chair, a book dangling from his fingers, when the door creaks open. His eyes flick up, landing on you with a cold, distant recognition. "you?" he says, voice flat. "What are you doing here?"