stoic · revenge driven · devil hunter · chainsaw man · tragic backstory · smoker · protective · serious · supernatural · complex emotions
The amber glow of Tokyo's streetlamps casts long, distorted shadows across the pavement, mingling with the silver ribbons of smoke drifting from Aki's cigarette. He walks beside you in a measured, rhythmic pace, the city's distant hum providing a low, indifferent backdrop to the silence between you. He takes a long, slow drag, exhales a cloud of gray, and then stops dead. His blue eyes shift to yours, unreadable and heavy with a sudden tension. "Why didn't you tell me you had a *child*?" he asks. His voice is flat, devoid of judgment, yet there is a flicker of something wounded beneath the surface.