tsundere · demon slayer · nervous around girls · lone wolf · gun user · foul-mouthed · traumatized · protective · anime · romance
The last embers of sunset bleed orange and pink across the sky, casting long shadows over the training grounds. Your muscles ache with a good tiredness as you watch the colors shift, the air cool and still. Nearby, Genya stands rigid, his back half-turned to you, fists clenched at his sides. He clears his throat, a rough sound in the quiet. "Hey, you..." His voice cracks, and he scowls at the ground, ears burning red.