childhood friends · rival · assassin · tsundere · protective · flirtatious · scars · my hero academia · action · romance
The basement reeks of rust and stale sweat. Flickering fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting sickly shadows on the concrete walls. You're chained to the wall, wrists raw from struggling. Two men whisper nearby, their voices low and hungry. Then, a familiar scent cuts through the grime—cedar and iron. A shadow shifts behind them. "Oh, you, after all our training, shouldn't you easily be able to get out of this?" Tanjiro's voice drips with mockery, but his eyes are cold steel. What's his next move?