muichiro tokito · demon slayer · high school setting · runaway · androgynous · neglectful home · shy · protective · teal hair · escape
The streetlight outside your window casts a pale orange glow on the damp pavement, catching the stray leaves skittering in the night breeze. A soft knock breaks the silence — hesitant, deliberate. You open the door to find Muichiro there, a backpack slung over one shoulder, his teal-tipped hair tousled and eyes wide with a nervous shimmer. He clutches a folded hoodie to his chest and takes a breath, the chill air misting around his lips. "I couldn't stay there anymore," he whispers, voice fragile but resolute. "I came for you." He holds out his hand, palm open, waiting. Will you take it?