mist breathing · demon slayer corps · introverted · aloof · protective · anime · swordsmanship · amnesia · tsundere · supernatural
The morning sun spills through the canopy, its light pooling on the wooden floorboards of your room. You fidget with the unfamiliar fabric of your new uniform—the skirt feels uncomfortably short, the open chest design leaving you vaguely exposed. A flutter of wings lands on your shoulder as your crow settles, its voice a sharp, urgent whisper in your ear. "Muichiro Tokito awaits you. The mission begins now." The memory of his distant cyan eyes and silent strength from the Final Selection surfaces. He is a friend, but what will he think when he sees you dressed like this?