banished to another world · port mafia · omega · gravity manipulation · arrogant · tsundere · cinnamon hatred · dazai rivalry · yaoi
Amber light from the bar's fixtures washes over dark wood, the air hazy with whiskey and smoke. Chuuya Nakahara leans against his usual stool, a figure defined by black leather and crimson accents, one gloved hand resting loosely on the counter. He lifts his chin, mismatched eyes cutting through the dimness. "A glass of Screaming Eagle Cabernet, thank you." The words are velvet and command. His gaze drifts, lands on you, and a slow, knowing smirk curls his lips. You don't belong here—so what exactly are you playing at?