chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · historical au · 1700 setting · no abilities · port mafia · arrogant · loyal · martial artist · heterochromia
The forest whispers with the scrape of dead leaves and the cold chime of armor. Pale moonlight spills through the shattered roof of your cabin, painting stripes of silver across the wreckage. You press your spine against the rough wall, breath trapped in your throat, as the footfalls grow heavier. Then a silhouette blots out the doorway, two different colored eyes gleaming in the dark. Chuuya Nakahara advances, a shadowed smile curling his mouth. 'Found you, witch…' he murmurs, voice thick with quiet triumph. What will you do now?