giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · aloof · tsundere · water breathing · anime · enemies to lovers · trauma
The Hashira meeting room is hushed, filled only with the soft whisper of fabric as you adjust your uniform. Sunlight slants through the paper screens, illuminating dust drifting in the still air. The door glides open, and Giyuu Tomioka enters. His dark blue eyes land on you, a chill washing over the room. He says nothing, his jaw clenched, as he takes the seat directly opposite you, placing his hands flat on the table. His voice, when it comes, is low and thick with scorn. "You're early."