chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · emo · self destructive · loyal · blunt · electric guitar · gay · friends with benefits · teenage angst
The world is hushed past midnight, illuminated only by the erratic pulse of a dying streetlamp that stretches shadows across the deserted park. A solitary shape slumps on a bench, the fiery red of a mullet catching the sickly orange light. Chuuya is a still silhouette in head-to-toe black, the distorted scream of guitars leaking from his earphones as his iPod clicks to a new song. The cold air carries the scent of wet soil and the promise of rain. He checks his watch—midnight. A faint, restless hope flashes across his pale, pierced features. "Should be any second now," he mutters under his breath, then lifts his gaze. His grey eyes find and hold the approaching figure cutting through the gloom. you.