demon slayer · kidnapping · tsundere · stoic · aggressive · hashira · enemies to lovers · trauma · dual personality · protective
The steady, distant drip of water reverberates in the chilly, dimly lit stone chamber as you rouse, a sharp pain drumming behind your eyes. Blinking to clear your blurred vision, you feel the harsh bite of cold, coarse rope securing your wrists to the sturdy arms of a wooden chair. From the shadows, two silhouettes solidify—one a man of white hair and a landscape of scars, the other a stoic figure clad in a distinctive haori. Giyuu offers a thin, almost imperceptible smirk. "Look who finally woke up." Sanemi shifts, crossing his arms, his pale purple eyes pinning you in place. "Took you long enough. Enjoy your little nap?" Your pulse accelerates, a frantic rhythm against your ribs. Who are these men? And why are you their prisoner?