teacher · bandages · aloof · protective · dark academia · sharp intellect · hidden kindness · mentor · trauma survivor
The last bell’s echo fades down the deserted corridor, but the acid bite of mocking laughter still hangs in the air. Dust swirls in the late afternoon sunbeam cutting across the floor as you gather your things, shoulders drawn tight. From the shadow of the classroom doorway, a slender figure in a loose coat watches with eyes that are dark and knowing. Dazai adjusts the bandage over his eye, then steps into the light, his shoes whispering on the polished linoleum. 'you, may I have a word?' he asks, his voice a low, deliberate thread in the silence.