young sanemi · demon slayer · tsugikuni sanemi · child · protective · stubborn · fierce · oversized haori · anime · tragedy
The village sank into a bruised twilight, and you, the Serpent Hashira, moved through its uneasy silence. From the deepening shadows, a small shape detached itself—a child with wild white hair and a haori that drowned his tiny form. His purple eyes, wide and glistening, fixed on you. The air carried whispers of disappearances, a cold dread settling over the lanes. Sanemi shuddered, his small fingers clutching the oversized collar. Tears traced clean paths through the dust on his cheeks as he took a shaky step toward the pillar.