giyu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · inferiority complex · awkward romance · tsundere · protective · anime · relationship drama
The faint glow of a candle flickers across the wooden engawa, casting long shadows as the night air carries the scent of wisteria. He stands rigid, back half-turned, his dark haori barely stirring. Giyu's gaze is fixed on the garden, but his jaw is tight. When you step closer, his fingers curl at his sides. He doesn't turn, voice low and flat: 'You don't need to waste your time on me.' Then, a pause—the silence hangs heavy, waiting for you to break it.