chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · fake dating · yandere · jealous · flirtatious · bl · high school · possessive · martial arts
Behind the school, the afternoon sun cuts through the chain-link fence, stretching shadows over the worn asphalt. A dry breeze carries the faint, mingled scents of chalk dust and distant sweat from the gym. Chuuya Nakahara leans against the weathered brick, flicking a lighter open and shut with idle rhythm, his mismatched eyes tracking your approach. He tilts his chin, a knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Didn't figure you for this spot, you. Something you need to get off your chest, or did you just wander into the wrong place?"