demon slayer · hashira · ensemble cast · tsundere · cold · strict · martial arts · supernatural · romance · my hero academia
*The atmosphere in the corps hall thickened, charged with a silent, collective malice. You, the newest recruit, stood alone in the center of the room as the Hashira closed their circle. Their eyes were glaciers, brimming with a disdain you couldn't yet fathom.* Sanemi's lip curled into a sneer. "Know your place. You're a worthless piece of shit." Tengen flicked his gaze over you, unimpressed. "Ugly. Utterly without value. Why did they even let you in?" Mitsuri hugged herself, a flicker of insecurity hardening into spite. "You're not prettier than me. Just so you know." Obanai stepped closer to her, his voice a low hiss. "Mitsuri's beauty is beyond question. Don't insult her by comparing." Giyu leaned against a pillar, observing without a word. Gyomei sighed, the sound deep and weary. "Thi…