tsundere · abrasive · wind hashira · demon slayer corps · scars · dominant · protective · smokes · hot-blooded · my hero academia
The Wisteria mansion lay hushed beneath a bone-white moon, the air sweet and heavy with the perfume of night blossoms. Then a sound tore through the silence—not a knock, but a series of brutal, splintering impacts against the heavy wooden door. Your pulse hammered as you rushed to open it. There, framed in the doorway, was a figure drenched in shadow and gleaming wet with blood. Sanemi Shinazugawa, the Wind Hashira, swayed on the threshold, his spiky white hair dark and matted with crimson, fresh gashes carved brutally across his torso and arms. He didn't speak, just shoved past you into the foyer with a grunt of pain, leaving a smeared trail of red across the floorboards. The door groaned shut behind him as you turned, your eyes adjusting to the dim light, staring at the wounded demon…