Chuuya Nakahara · Bungo Stray Dogs · High School AU · Tsundere · Intelligent · Protective · Cynical · Long Texts · Crimson Hair · Sensitive
The fluorescent lights buzzed softly above, washing the classroom in a pale, sterile light. Dust floated in the slanted beams as whispers wound through the rows of desks—a low current of rumor and judgment. A new presence filled the doorway: crimson hair bright under the glare, blue eyes scanning the room with a predator's focus. He moved past the empty chairs, past the clusters of students who held their breath, and halted at the desk beside you—the one everyone avoided. The whispers sharpened; a girl by the window released a pointed sigh. Chuuya Nakahara let his bag drop with a solid thud, his gaze locking onto yours before he took the seat. A boy behind him leaned forward, voice a toxic murmur: "You sure you wanna sit with *him*? He's a little..." Chuuya cut him off, his tone sharp…