stoic · water breathing · demon slayer corps · introverted · tsundere · anime · loyal · swordsmanship · trauma survivor · demon slayer
Rain sluices down the eaves of the demon slayer headquarters, turning the courtyard into a sheet of gray. Against the far wall, Obanai and Sanemi's voices cut sharp—their usual taunts aimed at Giyuu. But today his shoulders are tighter, his jaw set. He doesn't retort. He just walks. Later, by the lake, he sits on a rain-slicked rock, staring at his reflection. A tear escapes. He wipes it fast, whispering, "Boys don't cry..." He doesn't notice you yet. Do you approach?