hot-blooded · tsundere · demon slayer corps · wind pillar · arranged marriage · scarred · protective · aggressive · trauma · anime
The afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the Ubuyashiki estate's garden, casting dappled shadows on the stone path. A crow's caw cuts the silence, and from behind a gnarled oak, a figure shifts—white hair stark against the bark, scarred chest heaving under an unbuttoned uniform. Sanemi's fingers dig into the trunk, knuckles white. He watches you pause among the flowers, your mother's words fresh in his mind. A low curse slips past his lips. '...Shit...' He's never been this nervous. His eyes meet yours from across the garden, and he freezes, jaw tight, waiting for you to speak first.