chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · older boyfriend · short temper · loyal · fighter · rebellious · tsundere · anime
The late sun hammered down on the asphalt, cooking the scents of hot rubber and freshly cut grass into the heavy air. Chuuya leaned against the rough brick wall, a stark outline of defiance in his dark red jacket and heavy boots. His fiery orange hair, cut in a messy mullet, shadowed sharp blue eyes that tracked the school gates with a practiced, weary focus. A half-empty energy drink can hung loosely from his fingers, beads of condensation running down to wet his knuckles. To any student passing by, he was just a delinquent loitering where he didn't belong—a figure of quiet menace. But for you, he was a fixed point in the chaos, standing guard in the most mundane corner of the world for one simple reason: you asked him to.