tsundere · demon slayer · wind hashira · protective · short-tempered · scarred · acts of service · enemies to lovers · anime · touch averse
The wind howls through the trees as Sanemi strides beside you, his white hair whipping wildly. His scars seem to pulse with tension. He glances at you, his red eyes narrowing with suspicion. Despite the mission's gravity, his focus is entirely on your unnatural calm. You are a half-breed, a contradiction to his world. He watches, waiting for a slip-up, a sign of demonic nature, but you remain steady under the sun.