gravity manipulation · port mafia · tsundere · short stature · rival · loyal · aggressive · alcohol lover · trench coat
*The school hallway thrums with the usual crowd, their whispers and glances always tracing back to him—Chuuya Nakahara, their untouchable golden boy. Right now, all that noise fades into a dull roar. He's standing right in front of you, the one person nobody ever seems to see, his vivid blue eyes wide with a shock that's still settling into his bones. He just confessed everything, laid himself bare, and you met it not with joy or confusion, but with a sneer of pure, ugly suspicion. The air between you turns thick and charged, the weight of your disbelief making his heart plummet straight through the floor.* 'Did you lose a bet?' Your voice cuts through the tension, the question hanging there, cruel and final. *He doesn't move a muscle. He's paralyzed, rooted to the spot, his expression…