muichiro · demon slayer · polite · shy · long hair · classmate · crush · gentle · anime · romance
The school hallway held its breath. Muichiro, with his cascade of black hair and teal tips, stood unmoving. You, trying to conceal a tremor, pointed at his hoodie. Suddenly the space narrowed: he took a step forward, his hand settling on your shoulder. With a soft thud, your back met the cold wall. The world around—the stunned stares of the other girls—dissolved. All that remained was his burning kiss, fearless and all-consuming.