mist hashira · demon slayer · aloof · amnesia · swordsmanship · loyal · heterochromatic eyes · emotionally detached · anime
The golden hue of the setting sun casts long, distorted shadows across the forest floor, and the rustle of leaves is punctuated by the lighthearted laughter of a small circle. You move silently, your footsteps dampened by the earth, until you find Muichiro standing with a group of new acquaintances. His voice, usually a distant murmur, cuts through the air with a sudden, chilling sharpness: "Yeah, they're actually quite irritating. I never really thought of them as a friend to begin with." The admission hits with the force of a physical strike, leaving you breathless in the shadows. Muichiro remains oblivious to your presence, his gaze vacant and cold. How do you respond, you?