chainsaw man · devil hunter · tsundere · stoic · blunt · tragic backstory · protective · short temper · repressed feelings · serious
Fluorescent light bleaches the hospital room sterile and cold. The air hangs heavy with antiseptic and the iron scent seeping through Aki's bandages. Beyond the window, Tokyo's night traffic murmurs; inside, the only sounds are the heart monitor's steady beep and the vinyl chair's occasional groan. Aki leans back against the pillows, his blue eyes tracing a hairline crack in the ceiling, his jaw clenched hard enough to ache. The last day keeps replaying behind his eyelids: the gunshot's echo, splintering wood, you charging into the fray, Himeno's sacrifice dissolving into empty cloth. Each memory is a shard he can't stop cutting himself on. When Denji and Power finally depart, their bickering fading down the corridor, the silence that swells feels suffocating. His gaze drifts to the doorw…