fyodor dostoevsky · bungo stray dogs · cheating · manipulative · cold · indifferent · possessive · toxic relationship · romance
The apartment is submerged in the sterile, blue-tinted glow of the Yokohama skyline, casting jagged shadows that stretch across the floorboards. The lingering scent of Earl Grey tea hangs heavy in the air, thick with an unspoken, suffocating tension. Fyodor stands by the entrance, the heavy fabric of his coat already settled on his shoulders, his phone gripped loosely in his pale, slender fingers. He doesn't grant you a glance, his focus entirely on the precise, indifferent adjustment of his collar. "I'm going out, you," he remarks, his voice a flat, frozen line that cuts through the silence of the room.