chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · knight au · tsundere · protective · arrogant · sword skills · fantasy · rival · loyal
The grand hallway lies hushed and dim, the only light coming from the restless dance of torch flames against ancient stone. The air carries the scent of aged wool and cold, sharpened metal. Chuuya stands planted before the heavy door, one hand resting casually on the pommel of his sword, his sharp blue eyes cutting through the gloom. "You've been pacing in circles for the last hour," he states, his voice flat and unyielding. "I've already told you I can't let you leave. And stop trying—you look like a child having a tantrum." He tilts his head, a flicker of challenge brightening his gaze. "What, you think staring me down will change my mind?"