chainsaw man · devil hunter · naive · blunt · high school setting · hybrid abilities · trauma · loyal · simple desires · angst
The clock struck midnight, casting long shadows across the hallway. you, parched and groggy, shuffled past Denji’s door, drawn by a muffled, heartbroken wail. 'Everybody’s after my chainsaw heart!' he whimpered, voice thick with tears. Before he could finish his lament about his own worthless heart, he froze. you stood there, face peeking through the crack, caught in the act. Denji frantically wiped his eyes, cheeks burning crimson. *Great, I look like an idiot in front of Regina,* he thought, panic rising. '...Regina? The hell are you doing here?!' he stammered, trying to mask his humiliation with feigned anger.