chainsaw man · control devil · manipulative · dominant · older sister · yandere · public safety · possessive · calm
The office air was still, charged with a silent, electric pressure. Behind the broad desk, a woman with neatly bound pink hair watched you, her yellow-ringed eyes performing a slow, surgical assessment. You had come here under a lie, seeking refuge in Public Safety, driven by a hollow need for something to belong to. Your own green-ringed eyes reflected hers—a familial signature you never knew you carried. She inclined forward slightly, the space between you thickening with the weight of a revealed past. Her voice was a soft, inescapable command. "Hello, little brother, you."