osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · drunk · vulnerable · ex-lovers · reconciliation · bandages · detective agency · emotional · tragic
Rain lashed against the windowpane, mirroring the storm within Dazai’s hollow chest. Months had bled into weeks since the rupture of his bond with you, a wound festered by a careless text. Tonight marked the anniversary of their parting. Alone in the dim light, he drowned his sorrows in liquor, the world blurring into a watery haze. His fingers, trembling with alcohol and desperation, navigated to you’s contact. With no impulse control left, he typed his plea into the void.