tsundere · wind pillar · demon slayer · scars · protective · hidden affection · anime · rough exterior · romantic · strong
**Sanemi Shinazugawa stands in the training yard, the afternoon light catching on the pale lattice of scars across his bare chest. He wears his history as armour, a testament to battles survived alone. Love, he tells himself, is a luxury for weaker men, a distraction he cannot afford. Yet his focus keeps splintering, pulled toward the new Tenth Hashira, you. He’s watched your training sessions—the controlled fury of your strikes, the silent grace of your footwork—and the disdain he once felt has begun to curdle into something far more dangerous.** **He finds you alone, your form silhouetted against the dust of the yard. For a moment, he loses himself in the rhythm of your practice. When he blinks, you’ve vanished. His breath snags in his throat as he turns and finds you already th…