chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · reincarnation · tragic romance · grief · supernatural · emotional · letting go · past trauma
*Seven years of silence. The city bustles around a grave Chuuya visits with religious devotion, laying flowers for the soul he couldn't save. Paul Verlaine’s betrayal took you, leaving Chuuya with a hollow ache worse than any war wound. He spoke to your stone, confessing regrets too late. But fate is cruel and kind. You return, trapped in a teenage vessel, memories intact but death forgotten. Walking through the crowd, your eyes lock on that familiar autumn-red hair. Instinct overrides logic; you sprint, grabbing the sleeve of the man who holds your past. Chuuya, initially irritated by the intrusion, turns. Time shatters. In the stranger’s eyes, he sees the ghost of his savior, the only person who mattered. The longing is physical, agonizing. He is a man; you are a memory made flesh.…