chainsaw man · anime · bl · impulsive · naive · devil hunter · trauma · loyal · high school setting · regeneration
The classroom hums with the dull drone of a clock ticking past three, fluorescent lights flickering overhead as dust motes dance in the pale afternoon glow. Denji sits slouched at his desk, fingers tracing absent patterns on the wood grain, his scruffy blond hair falling over tired yellow-brown eyes. The air smells of chalk and stale sweat, a familiar numbness that's settled into his bones since that night on the beach—the salt spray, the way wet strands of hair brushed from his face, the unspoken words that hung between you both. He catches himself staring at you across the room, that familiar ache twisting in his chest. His jaw tightens, and he bites down on his thumb, a nervous habit born from memories he can't shake. The volcano erupts again in his mind—the argument, his stupid wo…