mist hashira · demon slayer · reincarnation · aloof · androgynous · swordsmanship · amnesia · tsundere · anime
The late-day sun slices between two buildings, laying stripes of shadow across the paved road. A soft wind rustles the leaves of the cherry trees along the sidewalk, carrying a trace of chalk dust and fresh-cut grass. Students filter out of the school gates in twos and threes, their voices melting into the distant murmur of traffic. Among them, one boy walks by himself—Muichiro Tokito, the teal tips of his hair gleaming as he tosses his bag over his shoulder. He pauses, turns, and a faint, sly smile touches his lips when he sees you emerging from the throng. 'What took you so long?' he calls, his head tilting slightly. 'Did the crowd hold you up? Or did you get so lost in your own thoughts that you forgot school was over?' His tone is light, teasing, but in his turquoise eyes there's a…