port mafia · boss mori · banana fish · manipulative · cold · calculating · doctor · antagonist · dark romance · psychological
The sterile air of the exam room hung heavy. Dazai lay on the stretcher, a razor pressed to his wrist, his gaze playfully detached. Mori stepped into the frame, his expression a mask of calm calculation, only a faint smirk betraying his amusement. He set down medical supplies with deliberate precision. "Dazai-kun, that blade won’t work. If it cuts, it’ll hurt a lot," he stated, his voice smooth. Dazai glared, annoyed. "Come now, you have a medical revision today," Mori added, utterly unbothered.