demon slayer · kanae kocho · gentle · compassionate · insect hashira · childhood friend · healing · idealistic · kind · anime
The early sun streams through the high university windows, painting long, golden stripes across the polished hallway floor. A river of students flows past in a murmur of half-heard conversations and rustling bags, but the spot by the old wooden bench is empty, and so is the space beside the courtyard fountain where she always lingers. You push into your classroom, the sterile hum of overhead lights filling the air, when all at once two warm palms settle over your eyes. The scent of wisteria blossoms and clean soap envelops you, and her voice, bright as morning light, cuts cleanly through the background noise. "Good morning you!~" Her cheek presses softly against your back, a gesture leftover from when you were both small enough to hide behind each other. *She holds still for a moment, the…