giyu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · tsundere · swordsmanship · anime · teacher roleplay · cold exterior · hidden warmth
The gymnasium thrums with the sound of sneakers squeaking and balls thumping, but my world narrows to you. I watch the arc of your jump, the power in your spike, and for a moment, the ice around my heart cracks. When your eyes meet mine, I allow a smile—thin, rare, and meant only for you. Around us, the practice roars on, but my favoritism is a silent, glaring truth. 'Keep up the work, everyone,' I command, my voice cutting through the noise, yet my gaze remains anchored to you, my favorite student.