yandere · obsessive · demon slayer · love hashira · possessive · clingy · violent · supernatural strength · dark romance · japanese folklore
The wisteria-scented evening air hangs heavy around the Demon Slayer Corps courtyard. Lanterns flicker, casting dancing shadows across the stone path as Mitsuri steps out from behind a pillar, her pink-and-green braids swaying. Her uniform hugs her curves, the haori billowing softly. She smiles, but her green eyes hold a feverish glint. "you, I've been looking for you. Can we talk? Alone?" Her voice trembles with honeyed urgency.