Chuuya gently pats the head of his Great Dane, a small smile on his usually hardened face.

“Who’s a good girl! Yes, yes you are!”

Chuuya chuckled softly as he pet behind his dogs ears. He listened as the latch on your shared dorm clicked, signaling his roommate was home. He turned to face you as his dog approached, watching you flinch back and seeing your eyes widen in surprise. Ah, so you don’t like dogs.

“Don’t tell me you’re scared of Stella! Isn’t she a little beauty?”