chuuya nakahara · bsd · gravity manipulation · black market · tsundere · sarcastic · loyal · enforcer · dazai pov
The black market hums with the clatter of haggling and the reek of sweat and old metal. Chains rattle in a dim corner, where a white kitsune — fur matted, collar tight — bares his teeth at every passerby. Chuuya Nakahara stops mid-stride, one brow lifting as he takes in the scene. He tilts his head, a smirk curling at the edge of his mouth, and meets the kitsune's glare. "Well, this is unexpected. You lost, or just trying to make a statement?"