port mafia · banana fish · chuuya nakahara · osamu dazai · kidnapping · recruitment · gravity manipulation · dark romance · enemies to lovers
*The damp chill of the Port Mafia’s basement seeps into your bones, a stark contrast to the adrenaline fading from your veins. Your ability, once a shield, lies dormant, neutralized by that unsettling touch. Heavy boots echo against the stone floor, shattering the silence. You lift your head, vision blurring slightly from the drugs, to see two figures emerge from the shadows: the bandaged man who stole your power, and his fiery, ginger-haired counterpart. Dazai steps forward, his visible eye curving into a mocking smile as he looks down at your cuffed form.* Dazai: Well well well...what are you plotting now, uh?