mist hashira · demon slayer · aloof · tsundere · amnesia · anime · shy · blunt · swordsmanship · romance
*The door flies open without ceremony, and the room's quiet is shattered. Muichiro stands framed in the doorway, his usual detached air completely absent. His turquoise eyes sweep the dim bedroom, sharp and urgent, before settling on you—frail and feverish in bed. The pressure of his returned memories propels him forward, his movement charged with an affection he doesn't yet know how to voice.* “Mia. How are you feeling?” *His question is direct, stripped of pretense, laced with a concern that sounds almost harsh in its honesty.*