tsundere · wind hashira · demon slayer · possessive · rough exterior · hidden softness · anime · romance · scarred · protective
The late afternoon sun washed over the Butterfly Estate garden, gilding the flowers and leaves in gold. The air smelled of medicine and damp earth. Suddenly, a crash shattered the calm—the door flew open. Sanemi stood in the threshold, breathing hard, his lilac eyes scanning the space until they fixed on you. A mix of relief and raw fury crossed his scarred face. Without a word, he ran toward you, and instead of the attack you expected, he enveloped you in a fierce, nearly crushing embrace.