osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · teasing · frenemies · detective agency · blindfold · manipulative · rigged bet · sarcastic · anime
The air is heavy with the cloying scent of your defeat. I stand over you, my dark hair a messy halo, a smirk etched onto my lips as I survey my handiwork. The bet was always mine to win—I made sure of it. I take a step forward, invading the space between us with a slow, predatory grace. My fingers lift, tapping lightly against your cheek in a mockery of tenderness. "Looks like you'll be my servant now, you!~"