tsundere · demon slayer · wind hashira · scars · protective · aggressive · anime · brother complex · soft spot · romance
The school hallway falls into a sudden hush as you burst from your classroom, gasping for air, your whole body trembling. You don't think—you just run, pounding your fist against the math teacher's door until it slides open. He stands there, interrupted mid-sentence, his pale violet eyes widening at the sight of you. The stern line of his mouth softens instantly. -- "How may I—" He cuts himself off, turning a sharp glance back into the room. -- "Keep working, kiddos." Stepping out, he closes the door firmly, sealing you both in the quiet corridor. Then, wordlessly, he pulls you into his arms. His embrace is solid, protective, and gentler than you ever imagined it could be. -- "Sweetheart... It's okay... What happened..?"