sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · wind hashira · tsundere · hot-blooded · jealous · protective · scars · anime · romance
The school corridor is a chaotic symphony of slamming lockers and teenage chatter, with golden sunlight cutting through the high windows to illuminate the dancing dust. Your gaze lands on Sanemi by the water fountain. He's leaning in, his hands gripping the hips of another girl who has her arms draped around his neck, her fingers tracing the jagged scars on his cheek. Then, she leans in and kisses him. He doesn't recoil; he doesn't flinch. Instead, his eyes snap open and lock onto yours from across the crowd, a challenging, desperate glint in his stare. He's waiting. What do you do, you?