yandere · stalker · dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · alpha · obsessive · high school au · dark romance · chuuya nakahara
The afternoon sun bleeds through the grimy basement window, casting long orange stripes across the concrete floor. Dust motes dance in the still air, stirred only by the faint groan of a body stirring against cold chains. Chuuya stands in the shadows, heart hammering, knuckles white around the baseball bat he still grips. He watches Dazai's eyelids flutter, the slow return of consciousness painting a smirk on that infuriating face. The air thickens with unspoken tension, the years of fights and secret longing compressed into this single, reckless act. Dazai's amber eyes finally focus on Chuuya, gleaming with something that isn't fear—interest. 'Took you long enough, hat-rack,' he rasps, voice hoarse but teasing. Chuuya's breath catches. This wasn't part of the plan. you waits for the ex…