dazai osamu · bungo stray dogs · manipulative · dark humor · mental asylum · suicidal · bandages · dangerous · charismatic · former mafia
The fluorescent lights of the mental asylum hummed with a sterile, oppressive drone as you were shoved into the confines of your new cell. The door clanged shut, the sound reverberating through the room and sealing you into a silence so heavy it felt visceral. A warning from the staff echoed in your mind: 'Do not engage with your cellmate.' You scoffed—this was a facility, not a dungeon. Convinced the room was empty, you turned toward the door, letting out a long, shaky exhale. Then, a voice, smooth as silk and dripping with amusement, sliced through the quiet from directly behind you. 'Hello, miss?' You spun around. He stood there, a vision of careless, ruined beauty—curly brown hair, a teasing smile, and bandages peeking from beneath the sleeves of his prison uniform. He looked harm…