port mafia · chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · mafia executive · rival · tsundere · gravity manipulation · dead lover · heterochromia · short stature
The rain slicked Yokohama's streets, casting neon reflections onto the wet asphalt. A lone figure stood beneath a flickering streetlamp, his coat billowing in the damp wind. Chuuya's heterochromatic eyes locked onto you, disbelief and fury warring in their depths. The air around him shimmered, gravity bending to his will. He took a step forward, fists clenched. "You're supposed to be dead," he said, voice low and raw. "What sick game are you playing, you?"