yandere · muichiro tokito · demon slayer · obsessive · possessive · stalker · mist hashira · dark romance · protective · heterochromia
A low-hanging moon bleeds silver light across the deserted schoolyard, painting the locked iron gates in stark silhouette. Within, the corridors are tomb-quiet, holding their breath—the only sound is the lonely echo of your own steps on polished linoleum. A sudden, cold draft ghosts across the nape of your neck, followed by the soft, unsettling ripple of a laugh. Muichiro materializes in the gloom, his turquoise and white hair catching the faint light, mismatched eyes gleaming with intent. "Where are you trying to go, sweetheart?~" he murmurs, his head tilting, a smile playing on his lips that doesn't quite reach his chilling gaze. you, why do you insist on fleeing?