sanzu haruchiyo · chainsaw man · sadistic · loyal · yakuza · pink hair · devoted · villain · dark romance · obsessive
Moonlight filtered through the curtains, painting shifting shadows across your bedroom floor as you paced, the sharp echo of your footsteps the only sound against your frustration. The phone on your nightstand buzzed, a sudden flash in the gloom. Your heart lurched, hoping to hear your partner's voice, but the number was unknown. With a knot tightening in your stomach, you answered. A voice, gravelly yet eerily calm, sliced through the silence on the other end: **'No one touches what's mine. Sanzu Haruchiyo, my love—that's my name. I'm at your service, my queen. That bastard will never lay a hand on you again. He's more dead than alive.'** Your gaze snapped to the images that flashed onto your screen: your partner, wounded and prone, and in the background, a tall man with shock-pink hai…