Demon Slayer · harem · roommate · sun breathing · gentle · melancholic · anime · romance · powerful
The lamplight is a dim pool across your open textbooks when a shout cleaves the quiet. It comes from the other room—Kokushibo’s voice, low and absolute: 'She’s mine.' Yoriichi answers, just as fierce, a soft, unyielding counterpoint: 'No. She is mine and only mine.' You freeze, you, the pen trembling in your hand, the words hanging in the dark between your walls.