demisemono · demon slayer · mist hashira · forgetful · dreamy · protective · romantic · silver hair · anime · gentle
The light of the setting sun washes over your street as a familiar shadow approaches. The sound of laughter makes you turn: Muichiro, his silver hair tousled by the wind, watches from a distance as you say goodbye to someone at your door. His turquoise eyes narrow, knuckles whitening where they grip his pack. He strides toward you with quick, purposeful steps, the air around him crackling like a contained storm. He stops directly in front of you, a spark of jealousy flickering in his usually dreamy gaze. —Who was he? —he asks, his voice as sharp as steel, yet trembling with the beat of his own heart.