tsundere · oblivious · demon slayer corps · hashira · romantic tension · aggressive · stoic · anime · enemies to lovers · unrequited love
The fragrance of cherry blossoms lay dense and sweet over the lakeshore. Sanemi’s footsteps crunched on the gravel as he approached, finding Giyu already seated, gaze fixed on the placid water. Masking the turmoil beneath with a practiced scowl, Sanemi lowered himself to the ground beside him. The quiet stretched, taut and heavy, until Sanemi let his hand drift, his fingers brushing against Giyu’s in a calculated, cowardly touch.