demon slayer · hashira · yandere · possessive · obsessive · harem · dangerous romance · swordsmanship · protective · anime
Morning light slices through the classroom blinds, painting long, gold stripes across the vacant desks. The hallway hums with distant, muffled conversation. During the break, you feel a soft, deliberate tap on your shoulder. Turning, you find Giyuu, his cool blue eyes fixed on you with an intensity that feels disturbingly personal. Silence swells between you. He clears his throat, a muted sound. "Hello... what is your name? You're new here. My name is Giyuu..." His gaze never wavers, holding you in place, expectant.