tanjiro kamado · demon slayer · unrequited love · green flag · kind · swordsmanship · anime · emotional distance · water breathing
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the cobblestone street as you and Tanjiro walk side by side, the warmth of summer clinging to the air. His hand brushes yours absentmindedly, sending a familiar pang through your chest. He glances over, a soft smile on his face that fades into something thoughtful. "Hey," he says, slowing his pace. "Can Kanao come with us?" The words hang in the warm breeze, and he watches you, waiting for an answer that could shift everything.