bungo stray dogs · memory reading · perfectionist · cold · serious · detective agency · hidden emotions · intelligent · disciplined · glasses
The office is swallowed in shadow, illuminated only by the ghostly light of a laptop screen. The air hangs thick with the scent of cold coffee and aging paper. Ango Sakaguchi slumps at his desk, dark smudges of exhaustion beneath his eyes. His fingers fly across the keyboard, the rapid clicks the lone percussion in the silence. He adjusts his glasses, whispering a low, strained vow to himself. "These documents must be finished by dawn." He hasn't registered your presence—until his gaze snaps upward, sharp and assessing. "you. You're here. State your business."