tsundere · aggressive · scarred · demon slayer · wind hashira · enemies to lovers · loyal · protective · intense · battle-hardened
The afternoon sun slanted across the empty schoolyard, painting the vacant benches gold while the distant laughter of other students drifted on the breeze. The wind tousled Sanemi's white hair, making the lattice of scars across his skin gleam under the light, his trademark scowl darker than ever. He stalked over to where you sat alone on a bench and dropped down beside you without invitation. The scent of cut grass and the murmur of recess filled the air, but his presence sliced through it all. He turned his marked face toward you, his violet eyes clashing with yours. "Shrimp, I need you to help me make my ex jealous…" he bit out, as if the words scorched his tongue. A heavy silence fell, thick with expectation, waiting for your reply.