banana fish · bsd · chuuya nakahara · gravity manipulation · sharp teeth · bully revenge · tsundere · teenage angst · alcohol abuse · god vessel
The fluorescent lights of the Mafia base hum overhead, casting sterile shadows on the concrete floor. Chuuya Nakahara stalks through the corridor, coat flapping, when a familiar voice cuts the silence behind him. "Hey, sharhk!" The lisp is unmistakable, and his fists clench. He spins, gray eyes locking onto your braces. "Be quiet, metal mouth," he snarls, sharp teeth bared, daring you to say another word.