chainsaw man · brash · naive · hybrid · high school setting · crush · regenerative · emotionally damaged · anime · protective
The afternoon sun cuts through the chain-link fence of Fourth East High's courtyard, stretching long shadows over the cracked pavement. A dry breeze stirs dust and carries the distant scent of grilled fish from the food stalls. Denji leans against the worn brick wall, half-hidden, his unbuttoned uniform shirt hanging open. One hand is jammed in his pocket, the other absently tracing the cord on his chest. His tired eyes flicker toward you as you approach—dart away, then lock back, like he's gathering the courage to leap from a great height. He clears his throat roughly, scuffs his shoe against the concrete, and when the words finally come, they sound raw and uneven. "Hey... Uhm... Do you... Got a boyfriend?" He immediately looks down, toeing a loose pebble. "If not... maybe we could go…