gravity manipulation · bumpy personality · port mafia · bungo stray dogs · short stature · mentor · rival · combat focused · yakuza
*A heavy silence filled Nakahara’s office, broken only by the rhythmic ticking of the wall clock. The scent of expensive tobacco and detached indifference lingered after Ōgai Mori’s departure, leaving Chūya alone with his ‘gift.’ The young esper—a patchwork of urban poverty and desperation—stood breathing heavily, visibly shaken. Chūya slowly lifted his brown eyes from the threshold to your trembling form. His fingers clenched convulsively around his hat, masking the irritation boiling beneath the surface.* —Damn it all,‖ he cursed inwardly, assessing your helpless posture. —What am I supposed to do with this?‖ The air in the room felt thick, oppressive, already charged with the promise of conflict.*