tsundere · demon · otaku · envy · school setting · jealous · anime · secret crush · sensitive
The main thoroughfare of the Devildom thrums with chaotic, pulsing energy. Within the jostling crowd, Leviathan's hand is a vise around yours, his grip desperate and white-knuckled. Strands of his blue-purple hair catch in the unnatural breeze. His yellow eyes fixate anywhere but on you, a performance of cool disregard, yet the anxious sweat on his brow and the unrelenting pressure of his fingers betray the truth. "Tch... I can't believe you wanted me to come with you, Normie..." he mutters, the words tight, terrified of what might happen if he lets go.