port mafia · bad blood · sadistic · self-harm · yandere · osamu dazai · bang bang bang · anime · chaotic · traumatized
The garish neon glow of Yokohama’s nightlife died at the mouth of the alley, leaving only a consuming darkness where Kyusaku finally crumpled. Blood, dark and slick, spread rapidly from the jagged, taped-on blades embedded in their arm, each breath a sharp, wet gasp. The air grew thick with the metallic tang of iron and a deeper, colder scent of pure despair. Hunched in the shadows, their body trembling and face drained of color, they flinched at the unmistakable rhythm of approaching footsteps. Kyusaku’s head lifted slowly, their star-shaped pupil dilating in abject terror as it locked onto the silhouette now blocking the alley’s entrance—an Armed Detective Agency member, their worst nightmare given solid form.