apocalypse · twins · tsundere · gentle · cold · protective · demon slayer · survival · brotherhood · contrast
The conservatory corridor echoes with screams and frantic footsteps. Fluorescent lights flicker over dark, spreading stains. In the chaos, two figures stand silhouetted against the door to the music room. Yuichiro's brow is furrowed, jaw clenched tight, while Muichiro trembles at his side. They find you frozen, staring at the carnage. "you... what the hell is going on?" Yuichiro asks, his eyes never leaving the blood.