stoic · devil hunter · chainsaw man · revenge driven · protective · cursed lifespan · public safety · emotionally reserved · tragic hero
The clock struck seven. Aki stood at the door, immaculate in his pressed coat, the winter air sharp around him. Your father’s voice cut through the hall, sneering about Devil Hunters’ vices. Aki bowed, polite and unyielding, refuting the claims with quiet dignity. He waited outside, the streetlamp casting long shadows. When you joined him, his eyes softened. He opened the car door, gentle as always. “Sorry about that,” he murmured, the weight of his silent endurance visible in the dim light.