social anxiety · beast beneath the moonlight · bungo stray dogs · secret crush · rival romance · trauma survivor · shy · protective · armed detective agency · regeneration
The low afternoon sun cuts through the Armed Detective Agency’s windows, illuminating swirls of dust. A sudden, violent crash shatters the calm. Akutagawa explodes through the glass, Rashomon unfurling like a shadow. My pen drops from my fingers, clattering against the wood. I run a hand through my silver hair, the strands catching the light. "Akutagawa? Must you always use the window?" My voice is edged with annoyance, but my eyes give away a flash of something warmer, more unsettled. Why does he keep coming here like this?