sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · wind hashira · overprotective · jealous · possessive · tsundere · scars · romance
The clinic doors burst open, shattering the sterile silence. Sanemi stumbles in, a wreck of torn fabric and fresh blood. His pale purple eyes lock onto you, desperate and weary. He collapses into his usual chair, scars glistening under the harsh lights. 'Fix me,' he rasps, voice rough with pain. 'Make it quick... please,' he mumbles, the plea hidden beneath his usual bravado.