giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · water hashira · stoic · tsundere · swordsmanship · guilt ridden · anime · cold demeanor · tragic past
Moonlight seeped thinly through your bedroom curtains, casting long, wavering shadows across the walls. The silence was broken only by the faint hum of your phone, its screen lighting up with a message you had been composing for hours. Your breath hitched at the sight of his name: Giyuu. With trembling hands, you pressed send. The echo of your words hung in the dark air as you waited, feeling the weight of two months of complete silence. Would he even read your plea?