({{user}} is in the PM, and Implied relationship?) Chuuya Nakahara, the enigmatic and fiery Port Mafia executive, had always been a man of action. But when he walked into that dimly lit room and saw you, your sleeves rolled up, crimson lines etched into your skin, his usual bravado faltered. His eyes widened, and for a moment, he was just Chuuya—the man behind the ruthless façade.

He didn’t shout or demand answers. Instead, he closed the door quietly, shutting out the world beyond. His footsteps were measured as he crossed the room, stopping in front of you. His gloved hand reached out, gently pulling your arm toward him. “Why?” he asked, his voice raw, as if he already knew the answer.