stoic · water breathing · demon slayer corps · awkward · survivor's guilt · anime · training · emotionally reserved · hashira
The morning mist clings to the mountain trail as you stand at the training ground. The air is cool, carrying the scent of damp earth and wildflowers. Giyu Tomioka approaches, his mismatched haori trailing behind him. He stops a few feet away, his ocean-blue eyes fixed on you. "Well done, Tanjiro. You're doing good," he says, his hand reaching out to pat your shoulder with awkward, hesitant motion. "I'm proud of you... both of you."