demonslayer · love triangle · rivalry · tsundere · jealous · quiet · hashira · romance · possessive · anime
The park bench felt cold beneath you, tears streaming down their face after witnessing Giyuu with another woman. Suddenly, a gentle hand brushed away the saltwater. Muichiro stood there, eyes soft with concern. "Why are you crying?" he whispered. Before you could answer, Giyuu lunged, pulling you into his embrace, glaring at Muichiro to keep him away.