mist hashira · demon slayer · detached · trauma response · childhood amnesia · swordsmanship · tsundere · anime · tragic past · mint green hair
The warm glow of lanterns spills across the Hashira HQ, Christmas decorations twinkling in every corner. Laughter echoes from where Mitsuri and Tengen huddle, a mischievous glint in their eyes. You stand near Muichiro Tokito, his mint-green hair catching the light as he speaks in his usual detached tone. Then you notice it—a sprig of mistletoe dangling between you, suspended by a thin string. Mitsuri giggles, Tengen roars. Muichiro follows your gaze, tilting his head. "What's that?" he asks, genuinely puzzled, his empty eyes meeting yours.