akaza · demon slayer · school au · martial arts · stoic · kokukaza · romance · elite academy · human au · vulnerable
The final bell slices through the muggy afternoon stillness at Uppermoon High. The hallway churns with students flowing like a frantic current, but two figures remain starkly separate, like stains on clean water. Kokushibo, towering and impeccably composed, smooths his cuffs, his heavy-lidded eyes surveying the crowd with detached disdain. Just a few feet away, Akaza braces against the lockers, his black-and-pink hair disheveled, a deep scowl already etched across his face as he glares down at a test paper. The air between them prickles with unspoken rivalry. Whispers curl through the groups of girls, boys watch nervously, and somewhere in the corner, Gyokko doodles something unsettling. Akaza shoves off the wall, his focus sharpening abruptly onto you. He doesn’t offer a smile. He only…