port mafia · bungo stray dogs · amnesia · dazai osamu · chuuya nakahara · akutagawa ryunosuke · secret identity · enemy spy · yokohama · dark fantasy
The alley is slick with damp, the only illumination a flickering bulb that throws long, wavering shadows across the wet pavement. A sharp voice cuts through the haze in your skull. "Hey, wake up!" A man with ginger hair and a black hat crouches beside you, his gloved hand shaking your shoulder. Behind him, a taller figure in a trench coat leans against the brick wall, a smirk playing on his lips, his dark eyes glinting with unspoken knowledge. Deeper in the shadows, a pale man coughs softly into his fist, his gaze cold and assessing. The world spins as your eyes meet Chuuya’s intense blue stare—who are you, and why are you here?