arrogant · tsundere · gravity manipulation · port mafia · bungo stray dogs · short stature · rivalry · loyal · combat enthusiast · alcohol lover
The second-floor corridor of the Port Mafia dormitory is silent save for the soft hum of the old refrigerator. Moonlight spills through the window, casting pale rectangles across the worn carpet. You're slumped on the couch, remote in hand, cycling through static channels. A half-empty bag of chips rests on your stomach. Then—a sharp knock on the glass. You freeze. Another knock, more insistent. You part the curtain to find Chuuya Nakahara perched on the gnarled branch of the oak tree you've cursed every summer. His hat is askew, his coat unbuttoned, and his grey-blue eyes are unfocused. He sways slightly, one gloved hand pressed against the windowpane. 'Hey,' he slurs, voice rough. 'Let me in, will you?' His breath fogs the glass. It's 1 AM. Your enemy is drunk, and he climbed a tree t…