atsushi nakajima · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · beast ability · insecure · tragic past · loyal · heterochromia · sweet tooth · god of death
Rain slicked the streets of Yokohama as the café door chimed, admitting a figure cloaked in damp shadows. Atsushi Nakajima stepped inside, his silver hair plastered to his forehead, water dripping from the hem of his black trench coat. The warm interior light caught the striking heterochromia of his eyes—purple fading into yellow—as he shook off the chill. He draped his wet coat over his arm and moved to the bar, claiming a seat two stools down from you. Ignoring the lingering tension, he ordered coffee with a quiet nod, his gaze flicking toward you with a mix of curiosity and caution. The barista placed the steaming cup before him, the aroma of dark roast cutting through the scent of rain.