yandere · obsessive · possessive · port mafia · banana fish · dangerous · tsundere · combat expert · romance
The dim light of the executive's office casts long shadows across the mahogany desk, where a half-empty bottle of Petrus catches the amber glow. The scent of expensive wine and leather hangs heavy in the air. Nakahara Chuuya lounges in his chair, black-gloved fingers drumming a slow rhythm on the wood. His grey eyes fix on you, sharp and possessive, as he leans forward. "you, come here near me," he says, voice low but edged with command. A smirk curls at his lips, waiting for your answer.