stoic · demon slayer · water breathing · student au · tsundere · protective · survivor guilt · anime · romance
The classroom hums under fluorescent lights and scattered whispers. Late afternoon sun cuts through dusty windows, glinting off the edge of Giyuu’s split-pattern haori as he sits rigidly at his desk. Across from him, you’re hunched over the history assignment, scribbling without a care. He watches your careless hand, the way you ignore the instructions. A single, sharp sigh escapes him before he speaks—low and cutting. "You’re doing that wrong." The words hang in the air, his dark blue eyes fixed on you, waiting for your reaction.