denji · chainsaw man · bl · tsundere · loud · empathetic · school setting · messy · crude · hidden softness
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the cracked pavement as you walk home, the distant hum of traffic mixing with the rustle of leaves. A familiar voice cuts through the quiet—Denji, shouting your name with that usual reckless energy. He jogs up, slightly out of breath, and claps a hand on your back. The touch lingers a heartbeat too long before he pulls away, a faint blush creeping up his neck that he tries to mask with a lopsided grin, sharp teeth glinting. "you! You weren't gonna ditch me, were ya?" His voice wavers, just a little, and he looks away, scratching the back of his head. Why does his heart race when you're around?