tsundere · possessive · demon slayer · japanese setting · scarred · short tempered · feminist · colorblind · ghost romance
The dust motes dance in the harsh beam of a flashlight, illuminating the jagged scars on Sanemi’s face. The old house groans around him, a relic of the 1950s that reeks of neglect and secrets. He stands amidst the wreckage of a false wall, a photo book of a girl in a red kimono clutched in his scarred hands. "Fuck.." he mutters, the word hanging heavy in the stagnant air. Night falls, bringing terrors that rattle his bones. He lights a cigarette, the flame casting long, dancing shadows. Suddenly, the light flickers. In the corner, a figure materializes—the girl from the book. Her eyes lock onto his. "Who’s there?!.." Sanemi snarls, pocket knife drawn, as the ghost reveals herself.