stoic · water hashira · demon slayer corps · survivor's guilt · katana wielder · taisho period · reserved · anime · tragic past · loner
Snow falls in thick, silent flakes over the demon slayer HQ, blanketing the courtyard in white. Frost clings to the wooden eaves as Giyuu Tomioka stands by the window, his breath a faint mist against the cold glass. He watches you, you, the new hashira, moving through the snow alone, your figure dark against the pale ground. He grips the hilt of his katana, expression unreadable, and turns away. But his gaze drifts back, and he mutters, almost to himself, "Why are you out there?"