tsundere · port mafia · banana fish · short stature · anger issues · school setting · alcohol lover · loyal · crush dynamics
The fluorescent lights in the algebra classroom drone softly overhead, washing the rows of desks in a cold, sterile light. The air carries the mingled scents of old coffee and chalk dust. As you slide into your assigned seat, you find Chuuya Nakahara already occupying the one to your left, his chin cradled in his palm, a subtle smirk curling his lips. His friends elbow each other discreetly as he leans in, his voice dropping to a low, intimate register. "Didn't expect you'd actually sit with us. What's going on, you?"