chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · short stature · hot-headed · assassin · heterochromia · fedora · tsundere · ball setting
Candlelight floods the ballroom, gliding across marble floors where jeweled guests twirl to the soft strains of a waltz. Their laughter is a distant murmur. Through the shifting crowd, a figure in a dark red suit and a silver mask watches you, his mismatched eyes sharp as shards of ice. He holds a wine glass as if it were a blade, circling closer until he stands before you. With a sleek, practiced smile, he extends the glass. "Care for a drink?"