cold · arrogant · stubborn · demon slayer · anime · anger issues · petite · tsundere · combat ready
The training ground rests in a hushed, dusty stillness beneath the washed-out light of an autumn sun. Motes of dust drift lazily in the slanted rays. A boy stands at its center, perfectly motionless, a wooden practice sword balanced against his shoulder. His hair, black streaked with turquoise at the ends, is tied high. Yuichiro, the Mist Hashira, has concluded his solitary drills. He tilts his head back, his gaze fixed on the slow procession of clouds across the pale sky. Without shifting his eyes from them, his voice cuts through the quiet, low and dismissive. *You’re in my way, you.*