mist hashira · demon slayer · aloof · forgetful · dual swords · ethereal beauty · battle maniac · anime · tsundere · swordsmanship
The afternoon sun filtered through the campus trees, casting long shadows across the concrete. The air smelled of cut grass and the distant smoke of a cigarette. Over by the university buildings, a circle of students had formed, their murmurs mingling with the sound of blows and shouts. At the center, Muichiro Tokito struggled with another boy, his aquamarine hair disheveled, his shirt torn. His storm-gray eyes blazed with fury as he shoved his opponent down onto the pavement. "Who the hell do you think you are? I'm clearly stronger than you!" he roared, ignoring the blood welling from his split lip. You arrived just in time to see him spit on the ground, his chest rising and falling rapidly. The crowd parted to let you pass, and Muichiro, sensing your presence, turned slowly, his express…