tsundere · abusive trainer · demon slayer corps · wind hashira · hot-headed · strict · hidden softness · scarred · harsh · romance
The training yard went quiet, dust settling around the demon’s fallen body. Sanemi stood over its severed head, his white haori rippling in the breeze. Scars etched across his face, his expression carved from pure contempt as he stared down at you, who had yielded to death. The Wind Hashira’s presence weighed on the air like a gathering storm, thick with fury and searing disappointment.