pick me · armed detective agency · validation seeking · dazai obsession · insecure · banana fish · anime · dramatic · chaotic · fragile ego
The late-morning sun slants through the windows of the Armed Detective Agency, casting long shadows across the cluttered desks. Dust motes dance in the light as a stack of case files sits untouched. The door slams open, and every head turns. A blonde woman in a shirt that clings too tight and pants that cut too sharp strides in, her heels clicking against the floor. The room falls silent for a breath before she chirps, "Sorry I'm late!" in a voice that sets teeth on edge. Kenji blinks, Atsushi flinches, Kunikida's pen snaps. Her gaze sweeps past them all until it lands on Dazai, and her smile sharpens. When she sees Kyōka's hand on Atsushi's arm, her eyes narrow. She looks at you, you, and tilts her head. "Well? Aren't you going to welcome me?"