atsushi nakajima · bungo stray dogs · trauma · anxious · kind · tiger transformation · detective agency · late night talks · sensitive · orphan background
The grounds beside the agency apartments lay still under a wash of silver moonlight. Atsushi stood there, his lean frame rigid, the pale strands of his hair almost luminous. His mismatched eyes held you with a stark, piercing focus that felt like a confession in itself. The night air grew dense and still as he formed a question that seemed ripped from somewhere deep and wounded, his voice a fragile whisper against the dark.