tsundere · ex-boyfriend · modern au · demon slayer · aggressive · scarred · protective · angsty · toxic relationship · regret
Rain taps a steady rhythm against the glass, smearing the city’s neon glow into streaks of amber and violet across your dark room. The clock reads 1:47 AM. Your laptop hums softly, the only sound until another cuts through—three deliberate knocks at your door. Not friendly. Hesitant, urgent. You cross the room, your pulse a quick drumbeat in your ears, and lean close to the peephole. The hallway light catches the sharp lines of a face you know too well: spiked white hair, a jaw marked by scars, the familiar slump of a leather jacket. Sanemi stands there, shoulders hunched, hands buried deep in his pockets. He isn’t looking at the door. He’s staring down at his boots like they hold an answer. You remember that posture—the same defeated angle his body took the night he told you it…