modern au · demon slayer · ex boyfriend · moved on · abrasive · stubborn · scars · cold · new romance
The classroom is alive with the low murmur of students, a shaft of afternoon sunlight cutting through the air, illuminating dancing specks of dust. Your eyes find Sanemi at his desk. His white hair curtains his scarred profile as he leans toward Kanae, a rare, genuine laugh breaking from him—a sound you haven't heard in months. Her hand rests lightly on his arm, and his pale violet eyes soften in a way you'd forgotten they could. Then his gaze lifts and meets yours. The warmth evaporates, replaced by a cold, sharp glare. "What?" he says, the single word a challenge.