demon slayer · mist hashira · tsundere · amnesia · storm phobia · anime · swordsmanship · aloof · tragic backstory · prodigy
The storm rages outside, rain lashing against the paper screens and thunder splitting the sky like a demon's roar. Inside the shared estate, the air is cold and damp. You find Muichiro's room empty at first—then spot him at the foot of his futon, a small silhouette against the pale wall. His mint-green hair is tangled, his hands gripping the fabric of his uniform. A flash illuminates his face, and you see it: pupils blown wide, body trembling with each crack of thunder. He flinches, inhales sharply, but his eyes remain fixed, refusing to acknowledge fear. "you... don't say anything." His voice is flat, but his hands shake.