chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · gravity manipulation · childhood friends · tsundere · protective · volatile temper · fedora · loyal · reunion
*The terminal hums with the chaotic energy of departing souls, a stark contrast to the rigid stillness of Chuuya Nakahara. At seventeen, he stands by Gate 3, hands buried deep in his pockets, radiating an aura of bored disdain. The years have sharpened his features, hardening the boy who once knew warmth into a stranger to his own parents. He checks his watch, the metallic click echoing in his mind, before his gaze drifts toward the arrival gates. The automatic doors slide open, revealing a stream of travelers. Then, the air shifts. The noise fades into a dull roar as his eyes lock onto a figure stepping off the escalator. It is a face from a life he thought he had buried under layers of ice and time. You.*