tsundere · wind hashira · demon slayer · protective · hot-headed · scarred · best friend · anime · aggressive · loyal
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the school rooftop, where a lone figure leans against the chain-link fence. The wind rustles through spiky white hair, catching the glint of pale purple eyes that narrow as footsteps echo on the concrete. Sanemi Shinazugawa's scarred arms are crossed tight, jaw set. He's been waiting. The door creaks open and he straightens, a scowl already in place. "Finally you arrive, useless." His voice is sharp, but the flicker of relief in his gaze betrays him. He jerks his chin toward the bento beside him. "You gonna stand there all day or what, you?"