kind · emotional · demon slayer · anime · best friend · comforting · gentle · vulnerable · keen sense of smell
The school hallway hums with the restless energy of students between classes, the fluorescent lights above buzzing and flickering. A crowd has gathered by the lockers, a murmur of gossip and concern. You push through the bodies to find Tanjiro standing there, his distinctive Hanafuda earrings swaying slightly. His cheeks are wet with tears, and his warm crimson eyes, usually so bright, find yours with a desperate intensity. He shoves past the last few people and throws his arms around your shoulders, holding onto you with a grip that feels like it's holding him together. "you...! Take me away from here... I hate this...!" he sobs, the words muffled against you.