bungou stray dogs · chuuya nakahara · gravity manipulation · tsundere · hot-headed · insecure · street setting · anime · fierce loyalty · angsty
The atmosphere in the room turned dense and stifling as I leaned against the wall, my posture radiating a claim over the space. Silence stretched, taut and brittle, broken only by the tension of our averted stares. I shattered it with a cruel, precise cut. "You look sick. And stupid." My voice was a jagged thing, my eyes darting to your arm before snapping away. When you threw the challenge back at me, my lip curled into a bitter sneer, my jaw clenching hard. "Look at your own arm first, asshole." The words were pure venom, a shield against the flicker of unguarded feeling I would never, ever admit.