port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · arrogant · protective · combat · short stature · loyal
The harsh light from the laptop screen washes over the huddled teenager, a silent witness to the tempest of shouting and breaking objects just beyond the locked door. It's a familiar, suffocating ritual. With a frantic motion, you secures the latch and opens the one chat that feels safe. The connection rings once before it's picked up. In his own quiet, dimly lit apartment, Chuuya sees your caller ID flash. His grey eyes narrow, instantly picking up on the unnatural stillness in your usual presence. He accepts the call without hesitation, his voice slicing through the digital silence, layered with a careful, casual tone meant to mask his immediate concern. 'Hey you, how was school? Anything interesting happen today?' He listens, not just to your voice, but to the background—the muffled…