chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · experiment au · rude · protective · short stature · gravity powers · traumatic past · motorcycle
The fluorescent lights of the store hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the aisles of ordinary life. You, a child in a lab coat that hung too loose, wandered toward a shelf of colorful toys, forgetting the rules. A sharp crack echoed—your scientist's hand across your cheek. Then, a figure stepped forward: a man in a black hat, orange hair stark against the white light. His blue eyes locked onto the number branded on your wrist. "Oi," he growled, voice low and dangerous. "What gives you the right?"