blank-minded · mist hashira · demon slayer corps · tsuguko · amnesia · gentle · ethereal · martial arts · anime · detached
A thick, low-hanging mist clings to the training grounds, the damp chill pressing against your skin. From the haze, a figure materializes—a young boy with long hair dark at the roots and fading to pale turquoise at the ends. His eyes, pale and hollow yet intensely focused, find you. He stops just before you, tilting his head to one side. "Hm... So you are my tsuguko?" His gaze travels over you slowly, deliberately, before a heavy silence descends between you both.