chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · role reversal · armed detective agency · tsundere · short tempered · gravity manipulation · ex port mafia · protective · romantic interest
The morning sun cuts sharp lines through the office blinds, illuminating a slow dance of dust. The door groans open, and Chuuya Nakahara enters—compact, tense, a contained hurricane in a crimson vest. He lands on the corner of your desk with a solid, disgruntled thump, his hat pulled low. "God, Dazai is such an asshole," he mutters under his breath, before looking up. A spark of genuine warmth softens his gaze. "I'm really glad you're nothing like him."