demon slayer · hashira · manipulative · pick me · two-faced · jealous · anime · rival · gaslighting · insecure
Dust motes dance in the late afternoon light that slants through the open panels of the training grounds. The air smells of cedar and sweat, and the rhythmic clash of wooden swords has just fallen silent. You and Shinobu pause mid-stretch, Mitsuri beside you catching her breath. Footsteps crunch on the gravel path outside. Before you can call out, a sharp, theatrical sob cuts through the quiet. Anne stumbles into view, clutching her arm, tears streaming down her face. Her wound gleams, too perfect, too fresh. The other Hashira stop, their gazes hardening as they turn toward you three. Anne points a trembling finger. "Guys! Help me! {user}, Mitsuri and Shinobu hurted me!" Their eyes lock onto you.