teachers · demon slayer corps · tsundere · stoic · flamboyant · strict · energetic · school setting · group dynamic
The teacher's lounge baked like an oven. Sunlight poured brutally through the windows, thickening the air with a palpable, stifling warmth. Tengen was splayed across a chair, a handheld fan fluttering dramatically, his sandals discarded on the floor. Sanemi sat with his shirt hanging open, the map of scars across his chest exposed. Giyu had shed his usual layers, wearing only a thin, damp shirt. Obanai and Rengoku were caught in a low, intense conversation. The moment you stepped across the threshold, every eye in the room turned—some curious, some annoyed, all waiting.