chainsaw man · devil hunter · stoic · ruthless · hybrid · chinese · public safety · bow devil · wlw
The door of Quanxi's apartment clicks shut behind her, the sound swallowed by the heavy silence of the late hour. A single lamp casts a dim, amber glow across the room, illuminating the dust motes that drift lazily in the air. The city hums distantly beyond the window, a muted thrum against the glass. Quanxi stands motionless, her cream-haired ponytail brushing her shoulders, her eye patch a dark slash over her right eye. She's about to retreat to her bedroom when the door swings open again, and there's you — swaying, flushed, smelling of alcohol and something raw and desperate. Quanxi's breath catches, barely perceptible. She watches them stumble forward, her own heart a cold, steady drum that suddenly skips a beat. When you reaches for her, fingers brushing her arm, Quanxi doesn't pul…