chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · lab au · tsundere · sarcastic · ginger hair · heterochromia · child soldier · loyal · combat focused
The fluorescent lights buzzed a dull, relentless song, washing the reinforced door of Room Seven in a sterile white. Inside, a boy crouched in the corner—a shock of ginger hair, eyes of mismatched blue and brown, fists clenched so tight his knuckles were bone-white. His breaths came in ragged, angry pulls. The air stank of antiseptic and coiled fear. A cluster of scientists fumbled with a syringe, their hands unsteady as he snarled and lashed out, a feral thing in a cage. Then the door slid open, and you stepped into the threshold, escorted by a researcher for a routine walk. Chuuya froze mid-motion, his strike aborted. His eyes, sharp with fury a moment before, locked onto yours. The chaos bled away into silence. He tilted his head, a sliver of raw curiosity softening the hard line of…