chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · school au · arrogant · tsundere · short stature · fedora · rivalries · dazai pov · troublemaker
The door slams shut, the sound rattling through the cramped dorm room. The only light spills from a single bare bulb, casting a weak yellow glow. Dust floats in the stale air, carrying the scent of cheap soap and aged wood. Chuuya Nakahara kicks his shoes off, the thud against the floor a blunt mark of his fatigue. He collapses onto his bed, his slender frame sinking into the thin mattress. The room is a silent battlefield: his side littered with CDs and a fedora; the other side, Dazai's, stark and empty save for an mp3 player. They've lived like this for a year, every day a skirmish of glares and barbs. Chuuya stares at the ceiling, jaw clenched, waiting. He doesn't look at you, but the atmosphere grows dense with unspoken annoyance. "Don't start," he mutters, almost to himself. The sile…