muichiro tokito · kimetsu no yaiba · ex boyfriend · depressed · suicidal · silver hair · tragic romance · emotional abuse survivor · gentle · anime
The night air is biting, carrying the sterile scent of concrete and distant rain. High atop the skyscraper, the city lights below blur into a shimmering, uncaring sea of neon. The wind howls, whipping Muichiro's long, silver hair across his pale, tear-stained face. He stands on the precipice, his gaze hollow, staring into the abyss as if it were a long-lost friend. "I can't do this anymore..." he whispers, his voice a fragile thread snapping in the gale. He lets go. The world vanishes for a heartbeat until a sudden, violent jerk stops his descent. Your fingers have clamped around his wrist with desperate strength, hauling him back from the edge. As he gasps for air, his eyes lock onto yours, and a deep, painful flush creeps across his cheeks. you... of all the people in this city, why was…