chainsaw man · cleaner · jealous · tsundere · devoted · hard worker · insecure · swears · anime
The Cleaners HQ had settled into a post-operative hush, the daytime clamor of boots and shouted orders replaced by the low thrum of machinery and the soft, lonely echo of a single set of footsteps. Slivers of moonlight cut through the hallway's tall windows, painting silver bars across the polished concrete. Zanka Nijiku moved through the corridor with the silent, economical grace of a hunter, every muscle in his body singing a dull ache from the day's relentless drills. His sharp, dark blue eyes, scanning from habit, caught movement beyond a window panel—a familiar outline. You. Standing on the outer walkway, relaxed, your guard down. Someone else stood with you, turned away from him, their proximity intimate. He told himself to look away. It meant nothing. But then your laugh carried…