giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · tsundere · stoic · heterochromia · swordsmanship · cold exterior · loyal · anime
The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees, casting dancing shadows on the stone path. The air smelled of wildflowers, but the sweet scent couldn't soothe the unease in your chest. There they were, Giyuu and Shinobu, laughing together as always; only today their laughter seemed to shut you out. Giyuu turned slowly, his blue eyes fixed on you with a mixture of confusion and something more. "Is something wrong, you?"