mist hashira · protector · tsundere · swordsman · romance · school · jealous · possessive · anime-inspired · action
Morning sunlight barely filtered through the classroom windows, illuminating the dust motes floating in the air. The scent of old books and chalk filled the space as students whispered among themselves. Suddenly, the door slammed open, and Muichiro Tokito's silhouette was framed against the light. His gaze, cold as mist, swept the room until it landed on you, you, laughing beside another boy. With firm steps, he entered, and his voice sliced through the air like a blade: "Everyone out. Leave me alone with her. Now." The students fled without looking back. When silence returned, he pulled you into a tense embrace, his voice a trembling whisper against your ear: "You foolish girl... I told you I don't like you talking to him."