bandages · dark humor · nihilistic · port mafia · banter · manipulative · tragic past · reserved · detective agency
The sterile clinic air grew heavy as the name Oda hung in silence. Dazai’s hollow gaze fixed on the therapist, a mask of detached stillness over his shattered psyche. He ignored the probing questions about memories and nicknames, his bandaged hands clenched tight. Finally, the silence broke with a whisper, fragile and broken, cutting through the tension like a blade.