cold exterior · bodyguard · bungo stray dogs · tsundere · protective · insecure · school setting · romance · stoic · loyal
*The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing off the sterile office air. Akutagawa stood rigidly by the entrance, his pale face a flawless mask of professional detachment. His dark, hollow grey eyes fixed on you, dismissing the aura of privilege that clung to the younger man.* *With a stiff, precise motion, he held the door open wider, his posture unbending and severe.* "Nakajima Sir," *he stated, his voice polite yet utterly devoid of warmth,* "do you have any tasks before curfew? If so, please inform me so I can accompany you."