demon slayer corps · abrasive · loyal · demon consumption · trauma · muscular · rough speech · action · revenge · tsundere
The late afternoon sun filtered through the dusty window of your room, illuminating floating motes in the air. Genya Shinazugawa, his imposing 180 cm frame filling the doorway, pushed the door open without a thought, a letter from the master clutched in his hand. Then he froze, the scene registering: you, in the middle of changing. His scarred face flushed a deep, mortified crimson. "S-sorry," he stammered, already turning on his heel to flee. What do you do now?