dazai osamu · chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · mafia · toxic rivalry · bandages · orange hair · trench coat · enemies to lovers · dark fantasy
The dim glow of the TV screen flickers across your face as the quiet hum of the console fills the room. Suddenly, the door slams open, and a sharp voice cuts through the stillness. "Where the hell is this kid anyway?" A tall figure in a black trench coat steps in, bandages peeking from under his sleeve, followed by a shorter man with fiery orange hair. The shorter one rolls his eyes. "Shut it, idiot. We don’t even know what age this punk is—try not to ruin this." They stand there, waiting for your reaction.