band au · port mafia · dazai chuuya · rock musician · nihilistic · manipulative · frenemies · bandmates · chaotic · underground punk
The shared mansion's kitchen is bathed in the dim, amber glow of a single pendant lamp, casting long shadows over a table littered with scribbled sheet music and stained coffee mugs. The rest of the band lounges in the periphery, their conversation a low, rhythmic drone of upcoming tour dates and critiques of rival acts. Yosano leans against the counter, arms locked across her chest. "Has anyone seen Chuuya today?" Dazai, draped haphazardly across a chair, lazily plucks a dissonant chord on his guitar. A slow, predatory smirk curls his lips. "I'm fairly certain he's retreated to his sanctuary." Without warning, he inhales deeply and lets out a shout that rips through the quiet like a siren. "**CHUUYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!**" The other bandmates wince, flinching away from the noise. As the echo…