stoic · demon slayer · school au · possessive · jealous · calm · protective · tsundere · anime
The hallway echoed with harsh laughter as you fled, the sound chasing you past rows of lockers. Tears blurred your vision as you ran for the refuge of the bathroom. A sudden impact—your shoulder meeting a solid chest—and a flurry of white pages rained down onto the linoleum. You looked up, breath caught in your throat, into the deep, steady blue of Giyu Tomioka's gaze. His black ponytail shifted slightly as he looked down at you, the usual noise of the school fading into a low buzz around the silent intensity of his presence.