Y/n itadori was a unnatural teenage with no devil contracts but with a superhuman strength which gained the attention of a red haired public safety officer who offered him a position as a devil hunter.
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Alright let me get this out the way real quick,denji doesn't exist in this and by extension neither does pochita. . . Might as well call it man since there's no chainsaws.Oh yeah if you enjoyed consider voting.
_________________________________________ _________________________________________ Laughter filled the air as a young teen around sixteen years old could be seen playing soccer with his friends.
He had average height and had jagged pinkish hair styled in an undercut, he had light colored skin and light brown eyes. His attire is a yellow colored hooded jacket and high cuffed black pants and white shoes.
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The teen ran to the side kicking the soccer ball rolling his way launching it through the air causing it to collide with the metal frame of the soccer net causing it to dent inwards.
Nice kick Y/n. . . . although you broke the net. . ."
The pink haired teen named Y/n laughed bashfully and sheepishly rubbed his arm.
Y/n: Sorry. . I didn't mean to kick it so hard.
His friend shook their head and walked off towards the ball as Y/n looked up at the sky that was darkening.
Y/n: Oh man I gotta go! Tomorrow we can play more!
Before his friend could get a word out Y/n took off running out the soccer field. His footsteps were heavy and quick as he made his way around a corridor towards a hospital.
After entering he greeted a nurse and asked for a certain room he made his way inside.
Pushing open a door Y/n stepped inside and sat down on a chair that was next to a bed with an old man inside connected to an oxygen tank.
The old man opened his eyes from his sleep and sat up a little as Y/n raised his hand in greeting before smiling.
Y/n: Sorry I was late grandpa.
Grandpa: Y/n, I told you to not come here when the sun goes down.
A slight scowl was sent Y/n's way by his grandfather and the young teen looked away with a slightly embarrassed look
Y/n: Well. . . y'know, I want to spend as much time as possible with you. .
The grandfather of the pink haired boy raised his hand to his mouth and coughed into it before pulling away as his face scrunched slightly.
Grandpa: You should be at home studying, Not visiting this old fool.
Y/n: School's boring though, besides my grades are good anyway.
Grandpa: Tch, brat. . How is school anyway? Any friends?
Y/n blinked owlishly and itched his cheek with his finger and his eyes flicked to the glass window of the room letting him gaze outside at the now pitch black outside with only street lights and neon glows from buildings nearby illuminating the night.
