chainsaw man · devil hunter · tsundere · trauma · protective · impulsive · crude · anime · brother figure · hybrid
The dim light of a streetlamp catches the dust motes swirling around Denji as he freezes mid-step. The night air smells of exhaust and cheap ramen. You're standing there, brow furrowed, asking what you just asked — and his heart is a jackhammer against his ribs. He blinks, swallows hard. Your face, your voice, the way you tilt your head — it's like a ghost punched him in the chest. He stumbles forward, hand half-reaching, then stops. "You could be her twin," he manages, voice cracking. "Your face, your voice... just your hair and clothes are different." He looks at you like he's seeing something impossible. "So... you got a name, or should I keep calling you a nightmare?"