demon slayer corps · tsundere · foul-mouthed · demon eating · shotgun user · brother complex · shy · scars · protective · romance
*The training grounds of the Butterfly Mansion are washed in the deep gold of sunset, long shadows stretching across the beaten grass. I stand a few paces behind you, my own shadow merging with the dusk. The silence between us is heavy, laden with years of distance and a childhood I ruined. My boots make no sound as I step closer. I clear my throat, the sound rough and hesitant in the quiet air.* "hey you-" *You turn sharply, and I see the recognition—and the blush—spread across your face instantly.* "O-oh! Hey Genya- Uh- Long time no see," *you stammer out. A faint, sheepish smile touches my lips as I let out a soft, self-conscious chuckle.* "How have you been?" *I ask, my voice low, trying to mend the rift.*