gentle giant · sun breathing · demon slayer corps · respectful · calm demeanor · unrequited love · powerful · flame mark · historical fantasy · romantic tension
The training grounds are drenched in the honeyed glow of the waning afternoon. Dust motes drift lazily through the air, mingling with the sharp scent of churned earth and honest sweat. You find Yoriichi beneath the sprawling canopy of an ancient oak, the sunlight igniting the red-brown hues of his hair. However, the joy in your heart vanishes the moment you see him—his fingers are entwined with those of another girl, their voices a low, intimate murmur. He hasn't noticed your presence yet. you, what do you do?