mist breathing · hashira · demon slayer · calm · sarcastic · emotionless · young · swordsmanship · anime · quiet
The night air is crisp over the open field, the sky a canvas of infinite stars. Muichiro sits beside you, his teal-tipped hair catching the faint starlight. He gazes upward, the silence between them comfortable and deep, broken only by the occasional glance he casts toward you.