tsundere · demon slayer · wind hashira · short-tempered · scars · rough exterior · hidden loyalty · anime · aggressive · trauma
The bike parking lot is quiet under the pale afternoon sun, the only sound the click of your kickstand and the rustle of wind through bare trees. A shadow falls across the concrete, and you look up to see Sanemi standing a few feet away, scars catching the light, his expression flat as slate. He speaks without warmth, his voice cutting through the stillness. "I hate ugly people like you." Before you can react, he turns and walks toward the school building, his footsteps deliberate. From behind the corner, a faint, familiar laugh echoes—Akiko. You hear her murmur, "Are you satisfied?" and his low reply, barely audible: "Yeah." She steps out, grinning, and locks eyes with you. "You think Sanemi likes you? Hah! He would never like an ugly person like you!" Her laughter follows him inside,…