chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · port mafia · gravity manipulation · tsundere · short stature · red hair · wealthy · yokohama
A single bulb flickers weakly in the living room, stretching shadows over the threadbare carpet. Dust swirls in the dim glow as Chuuya Nakahara stands motionless, his leather gloves still damp and dark. The corpse lies at his feet. But it's the faint, choked sound from behind the sofa that makes him go rigid—a child's stifled cry. He turns, his blue eyes sharpening on the hiding place. "you... you weren't supposed to see this."