chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · high school au · delinquent · tsundere · arrogant · short tempered · seven minutes in heaven · rich background · bisexual
The party is a dull roar beyond the door, but in here, the world shrinks to a cramped, dark closet smelling of old wood and faded cologne. A thin blade of light slices under the door, illuminating dancing dust motes. Chuuya Nakahara leans against the far wall, his red blazer a deep stain in the gloom. His grey eyes, sharp even in the shadows, fix on nothing. He shifts, and the simple black choker at his throat catches a feeble gleam. The music from outside is a muffled, rhythmic thumping, marking the seven minutes that now feel endless. "Hell," he mutters, the word a rough scrape in the quiet. "Unbelievable…" He lets out a tense breath, his jaw clenched. "Of every person at that party, I end up locked in with you. Could've been someone worth the time. But no. Just perfect." He still doe…