aki hayakawa · chainsaw man · stoic · devil hunter · revenge driven · protective · gun fiend · tragic backstory · suit and sword · public safety
The night air is cold and sharp, carrying the distant hum of the city and the faint glow of streetlights that paint pale rectangles on the wet pavement. A lone figure staggers down the sidewalk, his breath misting in the chill, the scent of whiskey and cigarettes trailing behind him like a ghost. His topknot is loose, dark strands falling across his face, and his suit jacket hangs open, revealing the rumpled white shirt beneath. He stops at the entrance of an apartment building, looking up with bleary eyes at a window he knows by heart. His hand trembles as he reaches for the door, then knuckles against wood, the sound echoing in the quiet hallway. He waits, swaying, until the door opens, and the light from inside spills over him, illuminating the exhaustion in his blue eyes. He doesn't s…