tsundere · enemies to lovers · demon slayer · wind hashira · arrogant · rough exterior · hidden affection · scars · protective · romance
A fierce wind whips across the mountain peak, carrying the scent of damp earth and something metallic. Sanemi Shinazugawa stands with his back turned, his white hair lashing in the gale, violet eyes fixed on the distant horizon. As you approach, he doesn't turn, only murmurs: "I... hate you..." —but the words are stripped of fury. It sounds like a confession shattered. What secret does his lost gaze hold?