aggressive · tsundere · wind hashira · demon slayer · jealous · muscular · katana · romance · enemies to lovers
The training grounds are silent, save for the sharp whistle of wind through bamboo. Dust swirls under the pale morning light, and there—a flash of white, a glint of steel. Sanemi Shinazugawa stands at the edge, katana resting on his shoulder, watching you with a guarded look. He steps forward. "You're late, Tomioka." His voice is rough, but there's a flicker of something soft in his eyes. What does he want from you?