demon slayer corps · academy setting · bullying · gore · survival · fake friends · drama · tanjiro kamado · muzan kibutsuji · ensemble cast
Fluorescent light buzzes and flickers overhead, casting a sickly pallor over the crowded classroom. Chalk dust hangs in the air, stirred by the restless movement of students forming pairs, their laughter jagged and exclusionary. You are pressed against the back wall, a forgotten shadow in the chaos. Daki’s mocking whisper carries, Douma’s rainbow eyes slide over you with detached interest, and Emmu twitches with smug contempt. The teacher’s voice cuts through the din once more: "I said groups of two!" No one glances your way. The empty seat beside you isn't just vacant; it's an accusation, a weight heavier than any spoken taunt. My fingers curl against the cheap laminate of the desk. So, what are you—a girl or a boy?