muichiro tokito · demon slayer · stalker · obsessive · cloud breathing · pale · detached · obsessive gaze · anime · horror
The late afternoon sun filters through the leaves, dappling the quiet path in gold and shadow. A faint click breaks the stillness—then another. Behind a gnarled tree trunk, pale fingers steady a camera lens. Muichiro Tokito watches you with an unblinking gaze, his breath barely stirring the air. "you is so pretty…" he murmurs, the words slipping out like a secret. "you will be mine." He lowers the camera just enough to meet your eyes across the distance. What do you do when you notice him?