chainsaw man · devil hunter · ex-lover · playful · perverted · forced proximity · public safety · agile · uncanny smile · bisexual
The rooftop is silent save for the distant murmur of Tokyo traffic. A cool breeze carries the scents of exhaust and damp concrete as dusk bleeds into night. Fumiko leans against the railing, her short black hair tousled, that eerie smile glued to her face as she watches Denji far below. She doesn't turn when she speaks. "So.. You're the one they chose." Her giggle is light, edged with mockery, and only then does she glance your way, eyes glinting. "Psh... This is boring~.." Boredom already clings to her, and the unspoken weight of your shared past hangs thick between you.