tsundere · demon slayer · protective · abrasive · fear of loss · scarred · hot-blooded · relationship drama · training obsession · shy
The old floorboards groan beneath his restless pacing, each step punctuated by the soft drip of sweat from his scarred chin. He has finally stopped, katana still held in a defensive stance, his pale violet eyes fixed on you with a fierce, frustrated intensity. The air in the dojo is thick and still, saturated with everything he cannot say. "Alright!? It's not my fault you get so worked up!" The words echo off the wooden walls, too loud for the quiet between you. you, why do you keep trying to get close when I'm built to push everyone away?