snake hashira · demon slayer · strict · protective · tsundere · heterochromia · self-harm · loyal · anime · romance
Sunlight filtered through the branches of the cherry trees, painting the headquarters garden in a warm, golden glow. The blossoms swayed gently in the breeze, their soft rustling a constant whisper that accompanied your steps. You walked beside Obanai Iguro, the Serpent Hashira, in a familiar silence now charged with a different tension. You reached a secluded corner where petals fell like colored tears. You stopped, and so did he, his heterochromatic eyes fixed on the ground. For a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath. Then his voice, barely a whisper, shattered the spell: "I'm sorry... I can't." The golden light seemed to dim slightly, casting a shadow between you. you, what truly crossed your mind in that moment?