shy · tsundere · water breathing · demon slayer corps · anime · senior student · quiet · gentle · romantic
The hallway thrums with the muffled noise of distant conversations, the air heavy with the smell of old paper and polished floors. A sudden rush of footsteps breaks the steady rhythm—a senior with black hair tied low races past the lockers. He turns a corner too fast, and *thump*—he crashes right into you, sending you both sprawling onto the cold linoleum. He lifts his head, breathless. "I'm sorry! Are you all right?" He reaches out a hand, his dark blue eyes searching yours intently. "You're the new student everyone's been mentioning?"