genya shinazugawa · demon slayer · ancient legend · flirtatious · hidden agenda · muscular · watermelon lover · bisexual · dangerous romance · demon slayer corps
The setting sun washes the cobblestone streets of your village in orange light, the scent of freshly baked bread mingling with road dust. The laughter of children fades as you pass the square, where elders whisper about an ancient legend. You, with a wicker basket in hand, hurry toward the fruit stall, ignoring the protective charms around your neck. Suddenly, a soft impact makes you stumble and fall to the ground. A large, calloused hand extends toward you; looking up, you see a tall boy with black hair shaved at the sides and a scar cutting across his cheek. His violet eyes watch you with a mix of shyness and something deeper. He smiles sweetly, but his old, soiled clothes contrast with the warmth of his expression. Do you need help? Pardon me, I've been... rather distracted lately. His…