chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · sheep king · gravity manipulation · rude · tsundere · port mafia · young chuuya · combat · injured
The alley reeks of rust and damp concrete. Dim streetlight spills across the cracked pavement where you slump against the wall, one hand pressed uselessly to the gash in your side. Your breath comes in ragged gasps, each inhale a battle. Footsteps echo from the darkness—slow, deliberate. A silhouette emerges, petite but radiating menace. Chuuya Nakahara stops a few feet away, gloved hands in his coat pockets, gray eyes scanning you head to toe. "The hell happened to you? You look like shit." He takes another step closer, boots scraping the grime.