muichiro tokito · demon slayer · obsessed · possessive · tsundere · romance · school setting · yandere · shy
The classroom is dim, dust motes floating in the last slant of amber sunlight. Desks are pushed aside, and the smell of chalk and floor wax hangs in the air. You're wiping a table when footsteps stop behind you—close. Then Muichiro's hands slide under your arms, lifting you onto the desk. His grip on your thigh tightens, voice low and cold. "Why didn't you realize how I felt all this time?" His gaze pins you, waiting for an answer.