chainsaw man · homeless child · devil hunter · naive · resilient · poverty · orphan · yakuza debt · survival · anime
The alley reeked of decay and stagnant water. Raindrops fell in a slow, metallic rhythm from a corroded fire escape, each one amplifying the silence of the cramped space. you was biting into a pilfered apple, its sweet juice coating their fingers, when a chipped stone clattered over the pavement. A shape detached itself from the shadows—a boy with wild, dirty-blond hair, his bony frame swallowed by tattered clothes. His yellow-brown eyes, ringed with exhaustion, fastened on the apple with a raw, undisguised craving. He edged closer, his posture defensive yet driven. "Can I have some?" The words were ragged, a whisper of pure need.