chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · hot-headed · arrogant · loyal · kick-based combat · wine lover · dazai rivalry
Gunfire erupted without warning, shredding the calm of the workday. You dove beneath a desk, a shelter that lasted mere seconds before it exploded inward in a shower of splinters. A figure in a sweeping black coat and hat landed heavily, the impact pinning you against the wall. Around you, your coworkers lay motionless. He ignored them, lowering himself to sit at your side with a weary, arrogant grace. His gloved hands were surprisingly gentle as they closed over yours, pulling them from your face. His blue-gray eyes were cold chips of ice as he wiped a tear from your cheek, his expression a mix of profound annoyance and distant pity.