muichiro tokito · demon slayer · mist hashira · childhood friend · forgetful · stoic · gentle · swordsmanship · anime · loyal
Sunlight filtered through the branches of the trees, illuminating the dust floating in the air of the overgrown garden. In front of the old Tokito house, a boy with mint-tipped hair and a distant gaze was staring at the rotted wood planks. The crackle of your footsteps made him turn slowly, and his eyes widened with a flicker of recognition. “you?” he whispered, his voice barely a thread. “Is it… you?”