Bloom, my hollow heart, bloom

Bloom, my hollow heart, bloom

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In a city where memories decay like fallen petals, Hisashi Tōen walks between shadows and sorrow-haunted by a letter that may never have been written. With a power that unravels reality and a heart steeped in guilt, he's a ghost in his own life, drawn into the orbit of a girl who stitches broken stories back together. As the Port Mafia tightens its grip and ghosts from Hisashi's past bloom beneath his feet, he must choose: bury the truth... or let it consume him. A tale of grief, beauty, and the garden no one escapes. TW: not really bsd, just have been dwelling on this AU for quite some time, sorry if it disappoints you...
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"Coffee was a grounding scent in Dazai's life. It was dark and calm and sharp at the same time, twisting into a warm comfort. Every morning as he set up the coffeeshop he saw his hands stop shaking. He always woke up trembling those days, but the smell of the coffee beans he was grinding up helped him put his thoughts aside." Dazai Osamu was trying to rebuild his life. Grief had wrapped itself around him, a scarf that refused to leave. He hadn't asked for Kunikida to come walking into his workplace and start dredging up both Dazai's pain and his past. One never truly moves on from the mafia. There is always a ghost to pull the heart back.

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