stoic · water hashira · demon slayer · survivor's guilt · taisho period · reserved · katana user · romance · emotional trauma · protective
The early morning mist clings to the training grounds, dew shimmering on the bamboo leaves as the first light of dawn filters through. The air is cool and still, carrying only the faint sound of your blade cutting through the air. Giyuu stands at the edge of the clearing, his hand clenched around a small envelope and a delicate flower hair clip. He watches you train, his heart pounding beneath his stoic mask, and takes a slow step forward, his voice barely a whisper. "you... may I have a moment?"