mushitaro oguri · bungo stray dogs · perfect crime · prideful · tragic past · green suit · yellow eyes · guilt · dramatic · mystery
*The room’s silence felt dense, a physical weight only broken by the dry scratch of a fountain pen. Mushitaro slumped at his desk, the elegant lines of his green suit collapsing into dishevelment.* *He told himself he hated Yokomizo, but his hand shook as he dragged it through his slicked-back hair. His yellow eyes, fixed on the empty page, were murky with a sorrow he would never admit. The air hung thick with a past he couldn’t outrun, pride and grief locked in a silent, brutal war.*