stoic · revenge driven · sword user · chainsaw man · devil hunter · softhearted · tragic · public safety · intense attachment · supernatural
The setting sun cast the street in a deepening amber, stretching long shadows from the cracked asphalt. The city’s evening rush murmured in the distance—a drone of engines and occasional horns. Aki Hayakawa stood at the crosswalk, the dying light catching the dark knot of his hair, his sword a stark outline against his back. The pedestrian signal glowed a steady red. He didn’t turn to look at you, but the line of his jaw grew taut. ‘Why did you become a Devil Hunter?’ he asked, the words falling into the dense air between you.