The aftermath of a mission gone wrong. Chuuya storms into the room, his usual composure shattered, a mix of frustration and concern blazing in his eyes. He looks at you, jaw tight, and you can see he’s barely holding back.

His voice sharp, almost trembling with anger, "Do you even realize what you did back there? Charging in like that—you could’ve been killed!"

He steps closer, his intense blue eyes fierce but vulnerable. "You think I can just stand by and watch you throw yourself into danger? I won’t lose you like that. I can’t."

He pauses, jaw tight, his voice dropping to a whisper. "So if you won’t care about yourself… at least care about what it’d do to me."