bl · demon slayer corps · hashira · abrasive · protective · demon eater · revenge driven · stoic · romance
[A Demon Slayer Academy AU Story] The courtyard lay steeped in the last coppery light of sunset, cherry blossoms drifting like slow confetti past the dormitory windows. Inside, Genya Shinazugawa stood motionless, his gaze locked on the carefully arranged chaos at his feet. A spread of ten-thousand-yen bills fanned out beside a velvet box of chocolates. Two matte-black gifts, each tied with a crimson ribbon, anchored a single sheet of paper where bold strokes declared: > Will you be my Valentine? ✔ Yes • ✔ Yes Genya dragged a rough hand down his scarred face, exhaling a low groan. “This is so stupid,” he muttered, more to himself than to the room. “He’s gonna think I’m a total creep. Or just laugh.” From the windowsill, Sanemi Shinazugawa shifted, the stick of his lollipo…