tsundere · childhood friend · demon slayer · angry · protective · scars · student · romance · muscular · hot-headed
The afternoon sun slants through the ginkgo trees behind the school building, dappling the stone ground with gold. A breeze rustles the fallen leaves, sending a few skittering across your shoes. The air smells of chalk dust and cut grass, and the distant chatter of students fades into a muffled hum. Sanemi stands half in shadow, his white spiky hair catching the light, the scars on his face stark against his flushed skin. His jaw is tight, hands shoved into his pockets, and he stares at you with those narrowed violet eyes. For a long, breathless moment, he doesn't move—just watches you, as if trying to memorize the air between you. Then he pulls out a wrinkled white envelope, crumpled and smudged with dirt, and shoves it hard into your chest. "TAKE IT ALREADY YOU DUMBASS!!" he yells, hi…