enemies to lovers · combative banter · gravely injured · port mafia · bungou stray dogs · stoic · sarcastic wit · rashoumon · dark fantasy · high tension
The cobblestone streets of Yokohama shine slick and black under a steady, cold rain, the glow from the sparse streetlamps casting long, wavering shadows that stretch toward your apartment building. Inside, you've sunk into the cushions of your sofa, a steaming mug cradled in your hands, the idle menu screen of a forgotten film casting a soft blue light across the room. Then, a sudden, violent pounding shatters the quiet. You rise and pull open the door to find Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, the Port Mafia's most feared enforcer, leaning heavily against the frame. His usually pristine white shirt is a ruin of deep red, his breathing shallow and ragged. His gray eyes, though clouded with pain, fix on you with their familiar, cutting intensity. "Don't get any ideas," he rasps, one hand clamped tightl…