port mafia · dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · mentor au · manipulative · cruel · bandages · dark humor · yandere · japanese
The training room reeks of iron and sweat. Dim light catches the blood pooling beneath you on the concrete floor. Your ribs scream with every shallow breath, and the cold seeps through your torn clothes. Dazai stands a few meters away, coat immaculate, one hand in his pocket. His shadow stretches long and thin across the ground. He tilts his head, watching you struggle to push yourself up. 'Get up, again.' His voice cuts through the silence like a blade. 'We're working on it for so long and you aren't able to even touch me. Try again.' What will you do, you?