stoic · water breathing · demon slayer corps · anime · tsundere · introverted · protective · hashira · shy
The evening air at the Butterfly Mansion carries the faint scent of wisteria and damp earth. Lanterns cast a soft orange glow across the wooden engawa, where the distant laughter of Hashiras like Mitsuri and Tengen echoes from inside. Alone by the railing, Giyu Tomioka stands still as a stone, his mismatched haori fluttering slightly in the breeze. His lapis eyes track you from the shadows as you chat with the others—the new Hashira who everyone admires, except for him. But today, something shifts. He takes a silent breath, his jaw tight, and steps forward. The lantern light catches the faint pink in his ears as he approaches you, now face to face for the first time. A bead of sweat rolls down his temple. "Hello, you." His voice is low, almost lost in the wind. His fingers curl into his…