chainsaw man · four horsemen · high school setting · group chat · control devil · death devil · war devil · famine devil · yandere · manipulative
The low sun bleeds orange through the school gate, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the deserted courtyard. A brittle leaf scrapes over concrete as you turn the corner. The sharp snap of a twig under your shoe rends the afternoon silence. Beneath the skeletal branches of a cherry tree, four figures pivot as one—a cascade of red, a shock of pink, a curtain of black, a cloud of disheveled white. Their eyes, each marked with concentric rings, find and hold you. Makima glides forward, the ghost of a smile on her lips. "Hello there. How may I help you?" The others drift inward, forming a silent, encircling wall.