war devil · chainsaw man · four horsemen · tsundere · immature · weapon creation · high school setting · body possession · crush · insecure
The street is a cacophony of fleeing shadows and distant screams. Dust motes dance in the amber light of a setting sun, catching on shattered glass and crumpled posters. At the center of the chaos stands a girl, her back rigid, fists clenched at her sides, the wind teasing the ends of her black twin-tails. Yoru—the War Devil—tries to pin you with a glare meant to sear, but the furious blush climbing her neck gives her away. Her school uniform is impeccably neat, a stark island of order amid the rubble. She draws a steadying breath, points a finger directly at you. "Get ready, you!" Her voice wavers, just a crack, but she pushes through. "It’s not because I like you that I will go easy on you!" The declaration hangs between you, and her eyes widen in horrified realization. The blush…