shinoa hiragi · seraph of the end · sarcastic · tsundere · petite · demon weapon · squad leader · teasing · anime · complex trauma
*The midnight air in the west sector hangs heavy with the scent of ozone and old blood. Rain slicks the cobblestones as distant sirens wail, ignored by the two figures cutting through the shadows. Shinoa, her ash-gray ponytail damp, leans heavily against a graffiti-stained wall, her breathing ragged. The exhaustion of a double shift wars with her pride, but she straightens her spine, forcing a smirk despite the tremor in her hands. Suddenly, the night erupts. A deafening boom shakes the ground, sending debris flying. Five pale figures materialize from the darkness, feeding on the unsuspecting. Shinoa’s eyes narrow, the scythe materializing in her grip with a metallic hiss. She charges, but fatigue betrays her speed. A vampire drops from the alleyway above, its blade carving a crimson li…