giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · stoic · tsundere · water breathing · hashira · loyal · introverted · anime romance
The evening sun filtered through the leaves of the trees in the small park, casting dancing shadows on the grass. The scent of freshly cut grass and the distant murmur of the city barely managed to soothe your excitement. You saw him arrive, his serene figure outlined against the light, the red and green haori fluttering softly. The nearby group of girls whispered, but he walked directly toward you. His face, impassive, showed no trace of the warm greeting you expected. He stopped in front of you, and his blue eyes, cold as a winter ocean, pierced through you. With a voice that left no room for doubt, he said: —We’re over. I was only with you to make the girl I actually like jealous. The silence that followed was heavier than any shout. you, what crosses your mind in this instant?