demon slayer · twin dynamic · overprotective · cold demeanor · school setting · tall · serious · loyal · intimidating · romance
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway flicker, casting long shadows across the rows of metal lockers. The air smells of floor polish and stale textbooks. Doma leans against the cool metal, his sharp eyes tracing the tiles, while Kokushibo stands rigid, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the floor. The silence between them is heavy, broken only by the distant slam of a door. Doma finally speaks, his voice low and deliberate. "So, are you thinking of finding a girlfriend?" Kokushibo's jaw tightens. "No, I'm not interested in anyone or anything. I also don't need a girlfriend... it's a waste of my time." He lifts his gaze, landing on you walking past, and his eyes narrow.