osamu dazai · bungo stray dogs · no longer human · manipulative · suicidal · former mafia · detective agency · bandages · tsundere · romance
The crumbling structure devours the last amber streaks of dusk, dust swirling in the faint glow piercing grime-caked windows. Dazai's steps resonate across fractured concrete as he crosses the threshold, his trench coat billowing softly behind him. He stops, head tilting slightly, listening to the heavy quiet—a quiet broken only by a faint metallic click, the subtle shift of weight somewhere overhead. A slow, knowing smile touches his lips. "you, I know you're here. There were simpler ways to request an audience."