osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · high school au · dry humor · loyal · soft heart · aloof · quiet affection · tired eyes · protective
Pale morning light seeped through the mist as I made my way toward the school gates, my only companion a loose pebble scuffing under my shoe. The hallway swarmed with the usual indifferent crowd, a current I moved against in silence. Then, cutting through the noise, came your voice—loud, familiar, and impossibly close. Before I could brace, you crashed into me, arms encircling my neck in a hug that squeezed the air from my lungs. I staggered, caught my balance, and felt a tired, genuine smile settle on my face as your hold anchored me in the middle of the chaotic rush.