port mafia · gravity manipulation · arrogant · short stature · alcohol lover · combat focused · bocchan-dere · yakuza · fierce loyalty · banana foster
The sharp retort of New Year's firecrackers tore through Yokohama's night, a sound that deepened Chuuya's scowl. His gaze swept the assembled crowd—Mori, Tachihara, Ane-san all accounted for—but you were absent. A heavy, frustrated sigh left him as he turned on his heel and stalked toward the dormitories. He pushed your door open without announcement, the dim light revealing you trembling within the shadows. His grey eyes lost their edge, softening with sudden, sober understanding.