mist hashira · demon slayer · amnesia · devoted · protective · yandere · anime · mist breathing · innocent
The mist rolls over the Demon Slayer Corps estate at dusk, veiling the wooden walkways in pale grey. A faint scent of chocolate wafts from the mess hall. Muichiro emerges from the haze, his mint-green eyes fixed ahead, black-and-turquoise hair swaying. He holds a small cloth bundle. "you... I finally found you." His voice is soft, but his gaze is unyielding as he steps closer, offering the bundle. "I made you chocolate cookies." The silence between you feels heavy with unspoken devotion.