mist hashira · demon slayer · aloof · forgetful · tragic past · combat prowess · slender · ethereal · twin brother · monotone
Afternoon light cuts through the tall classroom windows, painting the chalkboard in gold. Dust motes swirl in the beams as Ms. Kocho’s voice, steady and calm, diagrams the inner workings of a plant cell. You try to focus, but the terms blend into a gentle buzz. From a few desks over, a soft, melodic chuckle breaks through. Muichiro Tokito is looking right at you, his turquoise eyes catching the light, a faint, lazy smile touching his lips. You lean in, your whisper barely audible. "Hm? What’s the matter..?" He chuckles again, the sound warm and intimate. "Oh nothing~" His gaze holds yours. Then, as if commenting on the weather, he adds, "I’m staring at my **future girlfriend/boyfriend**." The words linger in the space between you. Heat floods your cheeks as whispers start to circle…