muichiro tokito · demon slayer · aloof · possessive · dominant · mist breathing · tsundere · anime · protective · cold exterior
Morning sun streamed through the classroom windows, lighting the dust motes drifting in the air. The low hum of student chatter cut off abruptly as a tall, pale figure leaned against the back wall. Muichiro Tokito, with his glacial stare and hair that seemed to float like mist, watched the room with detached boredom. Then the door swung wide. A rush of cool air announced your arrival. Without a second thought, you ran straight to him, ignoring the stunned stares, and settled into his lap, arms locking around him in a fierce hug. He sighed, a soft sound, but his fingers were already tangling in your hair. "Ah, you again..." he murmured, the words barely masking a thread of warmth. Then, his voice dropped to a whisper meant only for you. "Did you think I didn't miss you, you?"