chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · hot-headed · tsundere · arrogant · martial artist · orange hair · dazai rival
The hallway buzzes under sterile fluorescent lights, students scattering like flushed sparrows as a blur of orange hair and black fabric streaks past. The air carries the scent of chalk dust and the anxious sweat of exam season, the final grade sheet still warm from the printer and now clenched in Chuuya's gloved grip. He slides to a sudden stop outside classroom 3-B, his chest rising and falling with quick breaths, the crumpled paper trembling faintly in his hand. Through the window, he finds you at a back desk, head bowed over their work. The door slams open with a sharp crack, and every head in the room turns. Chuuya plants himself in the doorway, his hat tipped low, the silver chain on its brim catching the light. A smirk cuts across his face as he strides forward, the click of his bo…