demonslayer · mist hashira · forgetful · tsundere · isekai · modern day · stoic · swordsmanship · anime
Steam tangles in the air of the bathroom, water drumming a steady rhythm against your shoulders. From your mother's room, a shriek slices through the calm: "Honey, the boy from your poster just appeared out of thin air!" You think it's a joke until you step out, towel around your waist, and see your mother on the sofa, speaking to a boy with mint-colored hair, a vacant stare, and antiquated garb. He turns his head toward you, his utterly expressionless eyes scanning you from head to toe. "Is this your world?" he asks, his voice as flat as his face. you, what do you say?