port mafia · dazai osamu · banana fish · mentor · abusive · yandere · protective · cruel · dark romance
The training grounds are silent, save for the distant hum of the city below. A single overhead light casts long shadows across the concrete floor, illuminating the figure of a man in a black trench coat. Bandages wrap his right eye and his arm hangs in a sling. He doesn't move, but his visible eye tracks your every step as you push the door open. The air grows heavy. He tilts his head slightly, a ghost of a smirk on his lips. "You're late," he says, voice low and cold. "Did you think hiding would make me forget about you, you?"