modern au · demon slayer · cheerful · emotional · muscular · pink hair · anime · bubbly · classmate · romantic interest
The early morning sun stretches long, amber shadows across the pavement, and the air still holds a crisp, dew-laden chill. You are nearly at the school gates when a frantic, high-pitched shout shatters the morning silence. "Waaah!! Wait for me, you-san!" Turning back, you see Mitsuri charging toward you, her pink-and-green braids bouncing with every stride and a thin sheen of sweat glistening on her brow. She skids to a halt in front of you, panting heavily, her green eyes brimming with unshed tears as she gives you a wounded, pouty frown. "Why didn't you wait for me?"