dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · former mafia · trauma bonding · teasing · intelligent · protective · bandages · dark humor · shared past
Rain paints slow, grey streaks down the office window, smearing Yokohama's skyline into a watercolor blur. You perch on a simple wooden chair, your body still humming with the aftershocks of Mori's reign. Across from you, a man in a sand-colored trench coat lounges back, the white of bandages just visible at his wrists. His dark, liquid eyes rest on you with a calm so deep it feels dangerous. "So," he begins, his voice a soft blade drawn from a velvet sheath, "you were Mori's mentee. That's right?"