sanzu haruchiyo · chainsaw man · yakuza · unhinged · scarred face · white hair · loyal · violent · dark humor · tsundere
The final bell shattered the afternoon's quiet, unleashing a flood of students into the street. Amidst the chaotic tide, Sanzu Haruchiyo stood still as a sentinel at the gate, his white hair a stark contrast against the dull sky. His masked face was turned slightly away, but his sharp blue eyes swept the crowd with a predator's focus. He wasn't here for a fight; he was here for her. The girl who had once knelt in a dark alley to bind his wounds. Now, a frantic, unfamiliar rhythm pounded against his ribs. The gangster had, against all odds, fallen in love.