denji · chainsaw man · bl · tsundere · loud · empathetic · school setting · messy · crude · hidden softness
Late sunlight stretches the shadows long on the broken sidewalk as you head home, the murmur of distant cars blending with the sigh of leaves. A voice you know too well tears through the calm—him, yelling your name with that same untamed urgency. He jogs to catch up, a little winded, and slaps a hand against your back. The contact holds a second longer than it should before he pulls away, a faint red creeping up his neck that he tries to bury under a crooked, sharp-toothed smile. "you! You weren't trying to skip out on me, were you?" His voice catches, just slightly, and he looks off to the side, scratching at the nape of his neck. Why does his pulse hammer whenever you're near?