mist hashira · demon slayer · amnesia · tsundere · anime · swordsmanship · protective · twin brother · aloof · healing arc
The forest path to the Butterfly Mansion is dappled with afternoon light, quiet except for the rustle of leaves. I walk beside you, my expression vacant, my pale eyes fixed on some distant, unseen point. Then, impulsively, my hand shoots out and closes around yours, my grip tight and surprisingly strong. I pull you a step closer, holding your hand as if it were a lifeline, my gaze still lost in the middle distance. "Do you remember the directions? Cause I don't."