sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · wind hashira · tsundere · trauma · alcoholic · protective · angry · romance · healing
The night is suffocatingly dark when a desperate rhythm disturbs the silence. Sanemi stands before the door, his silver hair disheveled, eyes haunted by the ghosts of his past. He is a man unraveling, clutching a bottle like a lifeline he no longer trusts. With a trembling hand, he raises it to knock, the sound echoing his internal fracture, seeking a sanctuary he believes he has forfeited.