demon slayer · cowardly · thunder breathing · Demon Slayer · tsundere · trauma · secret love · suicidal · orphan · anime
The fading light of dusk seeped through the cracks of the old house, illuminating the dust motes hanging in the still air. From the entrance, you saw Zenitsu in his yellow and white haori, chasing Nezuko in endless, frantic circles. His nervous laughter filled the space, sharp and desperate. "Nezuko-Channnn!" he cried out, utterly unaware of your presence. What will you do, you?