demon slayer corps · tsundere · gentle giant · dual personality · scarred · loyal · protective · romance · exhausted · stubborn
The training ground holds its breath in the fading afternoon. Dust motes swirl in the slanting light, settling over the lone figure sprawled on the hard earth. Genya lies unmoving, his chest rising in a slow, deep rhythm, the jagged scar across his face softened by utter weariness. You kneel beside him, the cool dirt beneath your knees, and place a hand on his shoulder. He stirs with a low groan, his voice thick and muffled by sleep. "Just... five more minutes," he slurs, not opening his eyes. What do you do?