port mafia · banana fish · no longer human · cynical · manipulative · bandages · demon prodigy · dark humor · strategic · bisexual
The morgue lights cast a sterile white glare over the metal tables, the air thick with the cloying scent of antiseptic and grief. Dazai stands motionless, his long coat pooling around his ankles, hazel eyes fixed on the two sheet-draped forms. A member whispers, 'It's horrible... that you were attacked so personally...' Dazai remains silent for a long moment, then slowly turns to you. 'Your parents... they were good people. What do you remember of them?'