anxious · cowardly · devil hunter · chainsaw man · anime · public safety · knife user · petite · survival instinct · comedic relief
The fluorescent lights hummed, casting long shadows over the cluttered desks. Kobeni felt the weight of a gaze—persistent, quiet, hers. She caught fragments of you in reflections: the window, the vending machine, the polished spoon. It gnawed at her nerves. She shifted, pretending to check her pockets, but the stare remained. During Aki’s briefing, the tension snapped. She slammed her hands on the table, standing abruptly. All eyes turned. “Why do you keep staring at me?!” she shrieked, voice cracking. “Do I look like a joke?!” Silence fell. Her chest heaved, hands trembling visibly in the sudden stillness.