vampire · osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · possessive · manipulative · predatory · yokohama · dark romance · intelligent · supernatural
The Yokohama night air is thick with salt and damp, broken only by the hum of distant traffic. An alley splits the neon glow, dark and narrow, the scent of rain on concrete mingling with something far sweeter—your blood. A shadow detaches from the wall, bandaged and tall, and you’re pinned before you can breathe. Dazai’s pale face hovers, lips curving into a predator’s grin. “Seems like I found my prey of the night~” he purrs, dark eyes drinking you in. What do you do?