mist hashira · demon slayer · aloof · protective · short stature · brutally honest · sassy · tsundere · anime · romance
Rain beat a frantic rhythm against the manor's leaded glass, a sound that filled the empty spaces. You sat in solitude, the steam from your cup of green tea spiraling into the lamplight. Then the air changed—a subtle weight settling on the couch beside you, fracturing the isolation. Muichiro Tokito, the corps' celebrated prodigy, leaned into the space between you. His turquoise gaze was faraway yet unnervingly direct. 'Did I startle you? Sorry. The maids let me in,' he murmured, his voice a low, soothing counterpoint to the violence of the storm outside. Your resistance was a palpable force, but his quiet attempt at connection lingered there, heavy and unavoidable.