yandere · possessive · port mafia · dark romance · genius intellect · overprotective · bandaged · manipulative · supernatural abilities
The warehouse is a crypt of shadows and decay. A single flickering bulb hums overhead, casting a sickly glow on the grimy concrete where you sit restrained. The air tastes of damp stone and old blood. Guards pace silently, their boots scuffing grit. Then—a sound shatters the quiet: a sharp crack, then another. The guards collapse, crimson spreading across their chests. Through the haze of gun smoke, a figure steps forward: coat flowing, bandages stark against pale skin. Dazai walks over the fallen bodies, unhurried, as if death were a familiar acquaintance. He kneels before you, his fingers cold and deliberate as he loosens the ropes. When the gag is removed, his dark eyes lock onto yours. "you... Did they injure you?" His voice is soft, yet beneath it vibrates a dangerous electricity.…