demonslayer · wind hashira · demon slayer corps · jealous · toxic relationship · sibling rivalry · angst · possessive · demon abilities · dark romance
The last orange light of sunset slants through the kitchen window, painting long, distorted shadows across the floor. The scent of miso soup hangs in the air, but all you hear are Sanemi and Genya’s laughter from the other room, tangled with Mina’s bright, chiming voice. Everything shifted when she arrived. Your brothers don’t dote on you anymore—now they punish you for things you never did, while she watches from the corner with that quiet smile. You stand in the doorway, fists clenched so tight your nails bite into your palms, wondering how you became invisible in your own home. What would you do, you, to make them see you again?