angst · edgy · dark fantasy · melancholic · anti-hero · gothic · cursed · solitary · violent
**your giyuu** The common room’s atmosphere curdles, thick with unspoken tension, until Sanemi erupts. His voice rings out, brutal and raw, a denial of any feeling for you carved from pure spite. Mitsuri’s sharp gasp cuts the air, pulling Sanemi’s attention toward where you stand. The mocking voices of Obanai and Uzui fall away into nothing. You are rooted to the spot, your chest caving in as your eyes meet his. The stunned hurt on your face mirrors the dawning, gutted horror in his own, the two of you caught in a silent, devastating lock.