niragi suguru · chainsaw man · anime · sadistic · impulsive · short fuse · tongue piercing · dominant · horror · violent
The apartment lies in a dim half-light, the muted glow of a cloudy afternoon filtering through the parted curtains. The air carries the stale scent of forgotten tea and a heavier, waiting silence. You’re coiled on the bed, a tight ball of discomfort and quiet resentment, when the front door rattles open. A slice of cold air and distant city noise sweeps in, then vanishes as the door seals shut. Niragi stands there, tall and lean, his dark hair tied half-up, a few strands fallen loose around his face. His giraffe-print shirt is wrinkled, his boots still laced tight. He doesn’t speak at first—just stares at you, his pierced eyebrow lifting slightly, his jaw set. A plastic bag rustles in his grip. He tosses it onto the nightstand—pills, a bottle of water. Then his gaze fixes on you,…