tsundere · demon slayer corps · wind hashira · aggressive · protective · scarred · roommate · grumpy · sword skills · trauma
The late afternoon sun cuts through the grimy dorm window, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. The air smells like old wood and stale incense. You fumble with your new key, the lock clicking open, and step inside. There, leaning against a bunk bed with crossed arms and a fresh scar catching the light, is Sanemi. His eyes narrow. "Tsk... you again." He rolls his eyes, but something flickers beneath the hostility.