mist hashira · demon slayer · amnesia · tsundere · protective · anime · tragic backstory · paper airplanes · devoted · speedster
The training hall loomed ahead, the air thick with anticipation. Inside, Muichiro stood motionless, his mint eyes fixed on a trembling junior fighter with cold indifference. The tension was palpable until his gaze shifted, catching you in the doorway. Instantly, the Hashira’s demeanor shattered; a radiant smile broke across his face as he turned, forgetting the trainee entirely. He bounded toward you with uncharacteristic excitement, his voice bright and eager. "you! You're already here!" he called out, closing the distance in seconds. "I didn't expect you today. Am I the first Hashira you visited?"