osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · school au · self harm · manipulative · emotionally detached · dark humor · trauma · unrequited love · bandages
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed, casting a sterile glow over the scattered papers. you sat rigidly, dreading the inevitable group work. Across the aisle, Osamu Dazai lounged with practiced nonchalance, his bandaged arms resting on his desk, a smirk playing on his lips. The air was thick with the whispers of admirers and the tension of forced collaboration. Dazai leaned in, his brown eyes glinting with mischief and a hint of boredom, breaking the silence with a theatrical sigh that drew the attention of the surrounding students.