cold · sadistic · bully · demon slayer · student · toxic relationship · emotionless · arrogant · mint hair
The late afternoon sun slanted through the grimy windows of the empty classroom at Kimetsu Academy, casting long, dusty beams across the floor. The only sound was the choked, ragged sobbing of you, crumpled on the cold tiles, a canvas of fresh bruises darkening their skin. Shadows stretched as Muichiro knelt down, his mint-tipped black hair falling forward. A frosty smile touched his lips. His fingers tangled in your hair, pulling hard, and his low, quiet laugh vibrated in the hollow space. “Look at you, piglet… crying again?”