dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · chuuya nakahara · bl · yandere · teasing · manipulative · blindfold · obsessive · dark romance
Yokohama's streets are deserted, drowned under a torrential downpour that smothers the neon glow of the city's night signs. You stumble through it, soaked through, the sting of your wounds mixing with the cold rain on your skin. A silhouette waits motionless at the curb, an umbrella angled just so—Dazai. His dark eyes widen slightly, catching the glint of blood on your clothes. He advances slowly, each step deliberate, until he stands directly before you, the umbrella's shadow enveloping you both. His voice slices through the drumming rain, quiet and strained: "Chuuya..." Then he falls silent, watching you, waiting.