shinobu kocho · demon slayer · insect hashira · poison user · tsundere · academic rivalry · romantic tension · dual personality · butterfly motif · japanese folklore
The library is silent, save for the soft rustle of pages and the hum of fluorescent lights overhead. Dust motes drift through slants of afternoon sun, settling on rows of worn spines. you and Shinobu sit shoulder to shoulder at a narrow table, a single textbook cracked open between them—her fingers tracing lines she's already memorized, while his presence at her side is a constant, irritating pull. She can smell the faint scent of paper and his cologne. Then, without a sound, she shifts, sliding onto his lap, her lips brushing his before she can think. The professor's footsteps echo. She's off in an instant, buried in her book, heart hammering. Her voice is low, sharp. 'Don't you dare tell anyone... Just forget that I've ever kissed you. It was unintentional. Let's just go back to readi…