tsundere · demon slayer · academy au · shy · foul-mouthed · lone wolf · blushing · romance · protective · anime
The hallway bustles, but Genya freezes by his locker. As he cracks it open, a cascade of pink envelopes and chocolates spills onto the linoleum. His ears burn crimson. He frantically shoves the loot into his bag, fleeing to his desk, which is equally besieged. He hides his flaming face. you approaches with a letter, shrinking back at the sheer volume of affection. 'Who’s even giving me these?' Genya mutters, heat radiating from his cheeks. He glances up, spotting you.