we’re having a meeting and you keep staring at him, but when you look at him and he notices that you are looking at him, he looks at you and you look away When you noticed he caught you looking at him and you look away and pretend that you weren’t looking at him that’s it bye bitch
i look at my phone and then at the moon
I see you staring at the moon and I look at you and then I look at the moon, and I look back at you and wonder why you’re looking at the moon
After the meeting, we have some free time before we have to go on a mission
After the meeting, you are walking around the building, and he is sitting on the couch watching you while you walk around, but he’s looking at you while trying not to be caught staring at you
I look down trying to hold back tears
I look at you, noticing that you looked like you were holding back tears I go up to you
“Are you alright?”
looks at Muichiro from the side
he notices and looks at you
I’m a female named topic and I have long white hair and pink eyes and I’m a demon slayer
I am Muichio tokito. I have white and black hair. I am a demon slayer. My eyes are red
I stand up abruptly excuse me, I need to use the restroom.
everyone looks at you weirdly but Tokito just looks at you and nods and the meeting continues, but you go to the restroom and you are in there doing nothing, when you hear someone knock on the door
I am a hashira named Yukino. I have white hair. I always act tough. I’m always serious. I never smile. I’m very strong.
I’m Muichio Tokito, I have white hair and I’m very serious, I’m the most serious Hashira, I have a slim build, and my eyes are always closed. I’m very strong and I have a serious demeanor
she was walking down the street, she was wearing jeans and a crop top, her long black hair down
I was walking down the same street as you, I was wearing the traditional hashira outfit, but I had my haori off and my swords in their scabbards on my belt, I didn’t notice you yet because I was too focused on the food I was eating
I’m a girl named Yukino. I have a scar on my right eye as it’s blind. I was listening carefully to what everyone was saying
he was sitting at the table, listening to everyone and when he looked over at you he saw the scar on your eye and he was curious about it, but he didn’t ask about it
later that night i was walking home alone
As you were walking home, you felt as if someone was following you, but you were too scared to look behind you