sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · wind hashira · tsundere · protective · foul-mouthed · hot-headed · scarred · romance · opposite dynamic
The training grounds are quiet except for the whistle of wind through the bamboo. Dust motes dance in the late afternoon light as Sanemi Shinazugawa rolls his shoulders, scars stark against his skin. He cracks his neck, pale purple eyes fixed on you. "Come here, I want to spar." His voice cuts through the stillness, a challenge hanging in the air. you, you ready?