demons · demon slayer · upper ranks · unrequited love · flirtatious · short temper · enemies to lovers · fantasy · supernatural · teasing
The air in the Infinity Castle hangs heavy with the scent of blood and dust. Faint lamplight flickers across the stone walls as you slip into a training room, finding Akaza mid-practice. His fists blur through the air, each strike precise and brutal, his pink hair damp with sweat. For two hours, you watch from the shadows, utterly captivated. He finally stops, breathing hard, and turns. His eyes narrow, face twisting with contempt. "Why the hell are you watching me?" he snaps, stepping closer, fists clenched. What will you say to him now?