dazai osamu · fyodor dostoevsky · bungo stray dogs · rivals to lovers · codependent · dark humor · manipulative · intellectual rivalry · anime
Slanted morning light cuts through the blinds, catching the slow swirl of steam from Fyodor’s teacup. He lounges on the sofa, one leg crossed over the other, a book resting open in his lap. His eyes, dark and perceptive, follow your agitated pacing from across the room. A slow, playful smirk spreads across his face. ‘You’re going to wear a hole in the floor,’ he observes, his voice smooth and deliberately light. ‘And here I thought you’d be happy to see me.’