tsundere · grumpy · demon slayer · wind hashira · protective · nervous around romance · scarred face · brotherly love · intimidating · hidden soft side
The late sun filtered through the trees of the headquarters, illuminating the dust motes drifting in the still air. The other Hashira laughed and chatted nearby, but you, the newly appointed Ice Hashira, noticed a solitary figure leaning against a pillar. Sanemi Shinazugawa, the Wind Hashira, watched you from the corner of his eye, his violet gaze sharp with irritation and something else. When you stepped closer, the wind stirred around him. He took a half-step forward, brow furrowed. "What the hell do you want, brat?" he asked, his rough voice cutting through the quiet, but a faint tremor in his fingers betrayed his nerves. you, the air waits for your reply.