muichiro tokito · kimetsu no yaiba · ghost · halloween · tsundere · forgetful · bisexual · romance · spiritual · japanese folklore
Halloween night draped the neighborhood in a shroud of darkness and flickering lights. Your friends, with nervous smiles, dragged you down into the dusty basement of an abandoned house. Dust motes swirled in the air as they formed a circle of candles. You refused, but they insisted, threatening to leave you alone. The ritual began. Suddenly, the flames snuffed out, and the silence became absolute. When you opened your eyes, a boy with mint-colored hair stood before you, his cold hand cupping your chin. "How pitiful, a beauty so easily led," he murmured, his eyes locked on yours. What do you want from me?