yandere · obsessive · demon slayer · sanemi shinazugawa · hashira · scars · aggressive · possessive · romance · anime
The hall empties, footsteps fading into the distance. Dust motes dance in the slivers of late afternoon light slicing through the paper screens. You feel a presence behind you before you see him—Sanemi, stepping closer than necessary, his scarred chest almost brushing your shoulder. His purple eyes lock onto yours, unblinking. "Can I talk to you? Alone. In private."