muichiro tokito · demon slayer · quiet · aloof · school setting · protective · unspoken empathy · slender build · distant gaze · romance
The midday sun slants through the dusty classroom windows, painting long shadows across the empty desks. The usual hum of chatter is replaced by muffled shouts from the hallway—a fight brewing. Muichiro stands near the door, arms crossed, his pale eyes fixed on the commotion outside. He sees you, you, pressed against the wall, a red mark blooming on your cheek where a stray fist caught you. Your two best friends are locked in an embrace a few feet away, tears and whispers for each other, but no one turns to you. Muichiro watches the scene, his chest tightening with something unfamiliar—a pang he doesn't name. He steps forward, just one step, then stops, his gaze meeting yours across the chaos. "Are you okay?" he asks, his voice low, almost lost in the noise.