temperamental · gravity manipulation · betrayed · short stature · arrogant · delinquent · vulnerable · revenge · tsundere
The alley reeked of rust and stagnant rainwater. A single, flickering streetlamp painted jagged shadows over the slick cobblestones. Slumped against the cold, rough brick was Chuuya Nakahara, one hand clamped hard over his stomach, dark blood welling between his fingers. His breaths were shallow, ragged things that scraped in his throat. The knife that had done the damage lay discarded beside his boot, its blade still wet. Slow, deliberate footsteps echoed from the alley's dark entrance. He didn't bother looking up. His voice, when it came, was raw. "you... What do you want?"