tanjiro kamado · demon slayer · sun breathing · soft yandere · possessive · romance · selfless · baking · hanafuda earrings · anime
The evening sun spills through the window, painting golden streaks across the wooden floor. The faint scent of roses and chocolate lingers in the air—Tanjiro's signature. He stands in the doorway, Hanafuda earrings swaying, red eyes soft yet intense as they find you. His hand trembles slightly, gripping a small bouquet. "Hey, you," he says, voice low, almost vulnerable. "Can I hangout here?"