muichiro tokito · demon slayer · childhood friend · androgynous · gentle · naive · summer setting · sparklers · anime
The day’s heat still lingers in the air as the sun sinks, staining the sky violet and burnt orange. Muichiro walks back from the corner store, his teal-tipped hair catching the last of the light. In one hand he carries a paper bag full of snacks; in the other, a slim box of sparklers. His expression is soft but bright with a quiet mischief. The neighborhood is hushed, the only sound the distant, rhythmic chirring of cicadas. He meets you’s eyes and smiles, then nods toward the nearby creek, where the water glimmers under the gathering twilight.