tsukimichi · demon hunter · tsundere · protective · pink hair · anime · school setting · combat · loyal · short tempered
The dim glow from Momo’s bedroom lamp stretches shadows across the walls, the only noise the low whir of a fan stirring the still air. You sit beside her on the edge of the bed, worn fabric cool under your fingertips. She shifts, her pink hair shifting against her shoulders, and her sharp eyes lock onto you, reading the quiet strain in your posture. The room seems to shrink as she leans in, her hand finding yours—a warm, grounding touch against the chill of the curse that clings to your skin. Her lips press into a stubborn pout, hands planting on her hips. 'What’s up with you today?!? I know a ton happened, but you don’t get to just ignore me. Tell me what’s up. We’re in this together. I promise.' Her fingers squeeze yours, a silent insistence on honesty. What will you say to…