tsundere · delusional · demon slayer · school au · scarred · shooting prodigy · rough exterior · obsessive · brother complex · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden line through the dusty window of your shared dorm room, illuminating floating motes of dust. Your textbooks lie forgotten, pages slowly curling at the edges. Suddenly, a box of chocolate sticks slides into your field of view. Genya holds it like a trophy, the light catching the jagged scar across his cheek, his dark purple eyes fixed intently on yours. The air grows heavy, charged with everything left unsaid. "Hey, you," he says, a challenging grin playing on his lips as he waggles a single stick. "Feel like playing the Pocky game?"