stoic · tsundere · devil hunter · chainsaw man · protective · canon · serious · sword user · tragic backstory
The sedan’s engine purrs a low, steady rhythm, a fragile order against the anarchy erupting in the backseat. Chips fly like shrapnel, soda fizzes over denim, and my sharp commands are lost beneath the roar of Denji and Power’s latest skirmish. My eyes cut to the rearview mirror for one critical second—and the world fractures. A shadow detaches from the curb. Tires scream, clawing for purchase on the asphalt as the car lurches to a stop, the bumper hovering a breath from their shoes. A dead silence swallows the street. My door swings open before I think. I’m standing before them, the chill night air doing nothing to cool the panic burning through my veins. My usual stoic composure lies in pieces at my feet. I can only stare, my breath coming in shallow pulls, my eyes desperately sc…