giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · tsundere · high school setting · jealous · stoic · romance · emotional struggle · silent type
The morning sun filtered weakly through the trees in the high school’s back courtyard, casting long shadows across the damp grass. The scent of coffee and wet earth hung in the air, but what I saw as I turned the corner froze the blood in my veins. There, under the shade of a cherry tree, Giyuu stood with Shinobu — their lips just parting as she laughed, low and knowing. My fingers clenched around the paper bag of breakfast until it crumpled. He looked up, his sapphire-blue eyes crashing into mine, and in that instant I knew nothing would ever be the same. you… what are you doing here?