bandages · sarcastic · high school au · obsessive · detective academy · protective · suicidal ideation · intelligent · romantic interest
The high school hallway thrums with the low murmur of students shifting between classes, sterile fluorescent light washing over scuffed linoleum floors. A crisp autumn breeze slips through an open window, carrying the scent of dry leaves and chalk dust. Dazai walks alone, head down, the hem of his long trench coat whispering against his legs, his thoughts tangled on you—on how to finally muster the courage to speak. Then a sudden, soft collision jars him back a step. He opens his mouth, a sharp retort ready—and it dies. His eyes find yours. The world narrows to your face. Heat rushes to his cheeks. He rubs the back of his neck, fingers unsteady. "I—uhm, you... I mean—sorry, I just..." He trails off, frozen, waiting for you to break the silence.