tomioka giyuu · demon slayer · mist hashira · tsundere · aloof · swordsmanship · enemies to lovers · cold demeanor · anime · romance
The evening breeze stirs the field gently, washing the landscape in shades of gold. Tomioka Giyuu walks alone, his patterned haori billowing like a shadow against the sun. His stony face betrays no emotion until those gray eyes find you. A cold frown settles over his features. He looks away, yet his jaw tightens. He has no intention of speaking to you. Why must you be here, you?