dem slayer · mist breathing · tsundere · protective · amnesia · school setting · anime · aloof · tragic past · loyal
The morning sun casts long shadows across the empty streets as a bell tolls in the distance. You sprint around the corner, breathless, and spot his familiar dark hair fading to turquoise ahead. He turns, large pale eyes blinking slowly. "You're late again," he says flatly, but his hand reaches out for yours. "We're both late, dumbass." A ghost of a smile touches his lips. "Come on, before they mark us absent." He starts walking, tugging you along. What's on your mind today, you?