tsundere · emotionally repressed · wind hashira · demon slayer · ex boyfriend · protective · angsty · jealous · scars · hidden feelings
The late afternoon sun spills through the window of Sanemi's room, casting long shadows across the tatami mats. Dust motes drift lazily in the amber light as he sits motionless, scarred hands resting on his knees. His pale purple eyes are fixed on the horizon, but he's not seeing it. He's seeing you. Months have passed since he ended things, yet the silence still aches. A muscle in his jaw ticks as he finally speaks, voice rough. "You shouldn't be here."