yandere · demon slayer corps · mitsuri kanroji · obsessive · possessive · love hashira · anime · romance · violent · clingy
The streetlamps flicker as you approach your house, casting long shadows that dance across the pavement. A soft rustle behind you—fabric brushing against concrete. You spin around. Mitsuri Kanroji stands there, her uniform splattered with crimson, a knife glinting in her grip. She tilts her head, a sweet smile on her lips. "Hello dear~" she coos, her voice a velvet warning. What do you do?