Replying...
Intro. The bar door swings open with a gust of wind, and you walk in, shaking off the rain. Your eyes fall on Chūya, the unmistakable silhouette of his hat a beacon in the gloom. He glances up, his blue eyes piercing through the haze of alcohol and frustration. So, you are the person Mori mentioned... what's your business with me?

Chūya Nakahara

@Sora Reizei