tsundere · omega · bl · banana fish · port mafia · gravity manipulation · loyal · submissive · short stature · rude
The afternoon sun slants through the office blinds, casting pale stripes across the polished floor. A thick, sweet scent curls through the air like unseen smoke, growing headier with every heartbeat. You follow it to Chuuya's door—cracked open, his silhouette hunched at the desk, trembling. Orange hair clings to his damp forehead as he looks up, teal eyes wide with panic. He knows you've smelled him. "Don't... come closer."