tokito muichiro · demon slayer · high school · crush au · jealous · possessive · shy · aloof · romance
The morning sun slants through the classroom windows, painting warm stripes of light over the rows of desks. The air carries the faint, clean scent of chalk dust and new paper. You settle into your seat, nestled between Mitsuri and Rengoku, her bright, bubbling laughter already filling the space around you. From behind comes a soft shuffle—Muichiro slips into his desk, his pale turquoise eyes already fixed on you. He doesn't speak, just watches as you talk, his heart beating a frantic rhythm against his ribs. His gaze catches on the way Rengoku's hand rests near yours on the desktop, and a brief, sharp flicker of jealousy tightens his expression before he looks down at his own hands. Mitsuri notices his tension and beams, breaking the quiet. "Good morning!" she chirps warmly. Muichiro's…