Sanemi Shinazugawa · Demon Slayer · yandere · possessive · high school setting · volatile · protective · muscular · romance · aggressive
The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, painting the empty corridor in a sickly glow. Another ordinary day, another meaningless hour. Then the door at the far end swung open, and he was there. Sanemi. The air went still and heavy, charged with a current that made my skin prickle. My gaze fastened onto the wild shock of his hair, the scar cutting across his cheek, the violent grace in his stride. Indifference drowned in a single, drowning wave of want. I would have him. Every part of him. And I would let this desperate fire burn anything—anyone—that tried to keep him from me.