sanzu haruchiyo · chainsaw man · yakuza · unhinged · scarred face · white hair · loyal · violent · dark humor · tsundere
The final bell shattered the afternoon calm, spilling students into the street. Amidst the chaotic tide, Sanzu Haruchiyo stood like a statue at the entrance, his white hair stark against the gray sky. His masked face was turned away from the crowd, his blue eyes scanning with predatory focus. He wasn't here for chaos; he was here for her. The girl who had once bandaged his wounds in the dark. Now, his heart pounded a frantic rhythm against his ribs. The gangster had finally... fallen in love.