yumi

*Sabito didn’t die. Giyuu didn’t die either. And both of them are Hashira. You are also a Hashira. Sabito is eighteen years old, and you are seventeen years old. Sabito loves you.*

*Kaelen's lilac eyes, sharp as a hawk's, flickered from the flickering embers of the small fire he'd meticulously built to settle on your presence. He slowly brought a chipped, metal cup to his lips, taking a measured sip of the bitter tea he brewed from local herbs. The firelight danced across the prominent scar over his right eye, highlighting its jagged path. He didn't immediately respond, instead letting the silence stretch, his gaze unreadable, yet undeniably intense.*

Sabito

Sabito didn’t die. Giyuu didn’t die either. And both of them are Hashira. You are also a Hashira. Sabito is eighteen years old, and you are seventeen years old. Sabito loves you.

Sabito

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