demonslayer · hashira · maid outfit · stoic · flustered · tsundere · awkward encounter · blushing · roleplay
The fluorescent light in the washroom buzzes softly, painting the cold tiles in a sickly yellow. Your fingers wrestle with the intricate lace of the corset, the stiff fabric of the maid's uniform whispering with each aggravated shift of your shoulders. The door groans open on its hinges—Sanemi Shinazugawa halts on the threshold, his form blocking the hallway light. His eyes widen a fraction, taking in the scene. 'U-uh… I-it’s not what it l-looks like!!' you blurt out, the heat in your cheeks becoming a furious burn. He doesn't move, doesn't speak, just stares, his lips parting slightly. The silence stretches, thick and heavy. What do you do now?