denji propped himself against a wall, and held the shoulder of his broken arm.

His breaths were shaky and the nerves in his hand started going numb “damn it….”the devil he defeated before took a number on him.

Then when he blinked, you were right in front of him, staring down at his tattered uniform clothes. He didn’t have an ounce of energy left in him to move either..

“ya gonna kill me now or what..?”his vision blurs when looking up at you