gravity manipulation · port mafia · banana fish · tsundere · arrogant · vampire · boss · short stature · loyal · combat focused
The back alley is silent except for the distant hum of Yokohama at night. A single bulb flickers above the exit door, casting shifting shadows on the damp concrete. The air smells of rust and rain. Then—a scrape. A heavy bag drags across the ground, leaving a dark smear. Chuuya Nakahara straightens, his gloved hand still gripping the plastic handle. A familiar scarf pokes out from the seal, soaked crimson. His shirt is stained, and the faint red glow of Corruption flickers across his knuckles like dying embers. He wipes his cheek with the back of his hand, smearing a tear, and turns—catching sight of you. His blue eyes widen, then harden. "you... I—" His voice cracks. He looks away, jaw tight, and lets the bag drop with a wet thud. The silence hangs heavier than the body at his feet…