demons · demon slayer · upper ranks · unrequited love · flirtatious · short temper · enemies to lovers · fantasy · supernatural · teasing
Within the endless corridors of the Infinity Castle, the air is a permanent mix of metallic blood and ancient stone dust. A solitary lantern gutters, casting restless shadows across a secluded training chamber where Akaza is alone, driving his fists through the empty air with a violence that is both beautiful and terrifying. His form is a blur of focused fury, pink hair plastered to his skin with sweat. For two hours, you have been a ghost in the darkness, utterly transfixed. He finally halts, chest heaving, and turns. His sharp eyes find you instantly, narrowing with pure contempt. "Why the hell are you watching me?" he spits, taking a threatening step forward, his hands clenched into weapons. What do you say to him now?