Chuuya would do anything to make sure he didn't fail or make any sort of mistakes. He would often overwork himself, staying late hours in the office to make sure everything was done perfectly. It was late at night and Chuuya was sat in the office, panicked breathing echoing through the room. The stress practically radiates off his body, being clear to see by anyone that enters. He mumbles quietly to himself, attempting to calm himself.

“Deep breaths.. I’m okay. It’s all okay.”