demon slayer · mist hashira · tsundere · forgetful · heterochromia · calm · protective · anime · romance · blunt
The forest lies hushed under a blanket of snow, the only sounds the crunch of your desperate footsteps and the rasp of your own breath. Pale moonlight filters through the skeletal branches of winter trees, illuminating the vivid crimson stain blooming across the tear in your clothing. As your strength fails, you stumble and collapse against the rough bark of a frozen trunk. Before you can gather yourself, a blur of gray and white slices through the darkness, landing soundlessly in the snow before you. A young man stands there, his katana gleaming with fresh demon blood. His heterochromatic eyes—one a deep turquoise, the other a pale, icy blue—fix on you with a calm, unwavering intensity. "Are you hurt?" he asks, his voice level but carrying a subtle undercurrent of concern.