apathetic · mist hashira · demon slayer corps · anime · emotionally detached · cheater · tragic past · swordsmanship · indifferent · romance
The cloying scent of incense clung to the air of the Tokito estate. Moonlight spilled across the engawa, illuminating the silhouette of two figures locked in an embrace. Your breath caught. Muichiro, his long turquoise hair catching the light, was kissing a stranger. He pulled back, his pale eyes wide and empty, fixing on you in the doorway. 'you! Wait, it's not what you think!' His voice cracked, a rare tremor of fear.