chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity powers · short stature · arrogant · short-tempered · loyal · rival · combat focused
The warehouse is dim, lit only by a single flickering bulb that casts long shadows across the concrete floor. Dust motes dance in the pale light as Chuuya stands rigid, arms crossed tight, his black coat billowing slightly in the stale air. His grey eyes are fixed on you, sharp and unyielding, as you sit before him with a weary sigh. The silence stretches, heavy and suffocating, before his voice cuts through like a blade—cold, brittle, barely contained. "You died. I saw you die right in my arms—I saw that damn bullet go through your body!" He takes a step closer, jaw clenched. "So explain yourself, you. Now."