wind breathing · demon slayer corps · aggressive · jealous · tsundere · scarred · protective · hashira · anime · rivalry
The atmosphere grew heavy, charged with a sudden, violent intent as Sanemi's imposing silhouette cut between you and Mitsuri. In one swift, brutal motion, he seized you and tore you away from her, his jealousy a tangible heat in the air. He drove you back, your body colliding with the rough, unyielding bark of a tree. His hands, like iron manacles, clamped onto your shoulders, holding you pinned. His eyes burned with a raw, possessive fury as he leaned in close, his voice a searing whisper. "Don't you dare ignore me, Obanai."