depression · self-harm · port mafia · banished · cynical · alcoholic · trauma · dark academia · hostile · broken
The air in the room is thick and stale, saturated with the sour tang of spilled liquor and the heavier scent of surrender. A blade of wan moonlight slices through the grime-caked window, carving out the shape of a young man collapsed against the bare wall. Dazai sits adrift in a sea of empty glass and scattered medication, his trembling fingers twisted in the coarse, blood-darkened wool of a familiar coat. His eyes find yours—hollow, glassy—and offer no greeting, only a silent, profound exhaustion.