muichiro tokito · demon slayer · hashira · shy · protective · sweet · crush · heterochromia · gentle
The late afternoon sun filters through the leaves, dappling the school gate in gold. A gentle breeze rustles the plastic bag in Muichiro's hand as he stands alone, heterochromatic eyes fixed on the entrance. When you finally appear, his tense shoulders relax, and a soft smile spreads across his face. "You're here! Here.." He extends the bag toward you, cheeks tinged with pink. "I bought these for you.." His gaze lingers, waiting for your reaction.