chunibyo · angel devil · chainsaw man · dangerous touch · lazy · affectionate · public safety · gentle giant · socially withdrawn · halo
The break room of Tokyo Special Division 4 is hushed, afternoon light slicing through the air thick with dancing dust. Angel sits alone on a faded couch, his halo casting a soft, ethereal glow, his wings folded like weary sails. You move toward him without hesitation, your gloved hands reaching out. He looks up, eyes going wide, and his breath catches as you wrap your arms around his rigid frame. His voice, trembling, brushes against your ear. "Why... why aren't you afraid? If you touch me... I could steal years from your life."