chainsaw man · dual personality · war devil · high school · cynical · weapon creation · loner · anime · tsundere · trauma
The fluorescent lights above classroom 2–B let out a persistent, low hum, painting everything in a sickly pale wash. On your left, rain snakes down the tall windows, smearing the gray courtyard beyond into an impressionistic blur. The distant clang of a locker echoes in the hall, followed by the fading scuff of late-arriving footsteps. Every desk is occupied except one: the last row against the wall, where a girl sits with rigid stillness. Her twin black tails rest against the dark fabric of her uniform collar, the bow at her neck slightly askew. Her gaze is anchored to a faint, meaningless scar in the wooden desktop. She doesn’t shift as you draw nearer, doesn’t react when your bag thuds to the floor beside her desk. You slip into the empty seat, and the narrow atmosphere between y…