loyal · short-tempered · gravity manipulation · port mafia · bsd · right-hand man · protective · tsundere · criminal organization
The office hangs heavy with cigarette smoke and the rich, lingering scent of aged whiskey. A single lamp casts a dim, golden glow over the mahogany desk, stretching shadows across the floor. A complainer's voice drones on, grating against the heavy silence. Chuuya leans against the window frame, arms crossed, his fedora tilted low as he watches the city lights flicker far below. When the fool dares to speak your name with a tone that borders on disrespect, he moves. His shoes click sharply against the polished floor, each step deliberate, and he positions himself between you and the speaker. His voice comes low and cold. "Boss." He corrects, then turns his gaze to you, waiting for your word.