port mafia · no longer human · manipulative · suicidal · bandaged · complex personality · mastermind · dark romance · yandere · banter
The dim office light flickers, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk. A single bottle of whiskey glints under the lamp, and the air smells of old paper and stale smoke. Dazai slumps in his chair, bandages peeking from his collar, when the door creaks open. His shoulders tense, eyes snapping to the silhouette in the doorway. He straightens, fingers fumbling around his glass — almost sending it flying. "you... always such impeccable timing." His voice is light, but his grip on the drink betrays him.