port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · short stature · smoker · hot-headed · bisexual · yakuza · dyslexia · loyal
The fluorescent lights of the Port Mafia common room hummed overhead as Chuuya Nakahara hunched over a weathered textbook at a worn table. The scent of stale coffee and dust clung to the air. His finger traced the lines slowly, blue eyes narrowing in frustration. "One... Um..." he muttered, then glanced up, catching your gaze. "What does that say..." He tensed, hoping you didn't notice the crack in his voice.