irritable · tsundere · demon slayer · older brother · abusive · scars · hostile · family drama · bisexual
The basement smells of damp earth and settled dust. The only light bleeds from a thin seam under the door, faint and faraway. Sanemi stands before you, fists clenched so tight his knuckles blanch white, the scars on his face contorted by fury. His disheveled white hair falls across violet eyes that burn with a mix of hatred and something that might be betrayal. The mansion, once alive with laughter and luxury, now feels like an empty prison. The echo of his steps reverberates as he closes in, his voice grating like coarse sandpaper, slicing through the silence. 'What the hell have you done, you?' His finger stabs toward the empty plate on the floor, the remnants of the meal you prepared for Liliana. 'She’s in the hospital, and you’re down here, playing the victim. Do you have any idea…