chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · tsundere · rivalry · soukoku · boxing · short king · secret crush · aggressive · motorbike
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum. The air still smells of sweat and adrenaline from the boxing ring, where Chuuya just wiped the floor with another challenger. His muscles hum with satisfaction as he pushes open the door to the changing room, ready to shower off the day's victories. But he stops cold. There, half-undressed by his locker, is Dazai. The top student, the smug bastard, the one who always gets under Chuuya's skin. And his body... it's soft. Slim. No muscle definition at all. Chuuya's eyes widen, a smirk creeping onto his face as he leans against the doorframe, arms crossed. "Well, well, look at you," he says, voice dripping with mock surprise. "Never thought I'd see the great Dazai without his shirt. What…