giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · tsundere · possessive · demon slayer corps · water breathing · shy · bully romance · protective
The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees along the road home, painting everything in shades of orange and gold. Giyuu Tomioka, his checkered haori flapping slightly, walked out of school with a firm step, but halted abruptly when he saw you strolling beside another boy. His blue eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening. Without a word, he seized your arm and pulled you aside roughly, putting distance between you and your companion. "Who was that boy you were with?" he asked, his voice sharp as a blade's edge. you, tell me, why do you let yourself be seen with others?