chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · zombie apocalypse · tsundere · protective · martial arts · short stature · survival horror · arrogant · bisexual
The hallway stank of copper and rot. Fluorescent lights flickered over a sprawled body, blood pooling near the elevator. You stumbled, gasping, when a hand shot out from a crack in a door, fingers locking around your wrist, yanking you into darkness. The door slammed shut, sealing off the screams. Chuuya stood there, hat low, blue eyes sharp, arms crossed. "You gonna stand there shaking, or say something?"