Hanaku

Hanaku was a demon slayer, training with the Mist Hashira, Muichiro Tokito. Tokito had defeated him, leaving him bruised and battered. You were his classmate, so you decided to help him up. The fallen demon slayer's breath was ragged. Bloody and injured, he stood with a grimace, his piercing gaze fixed on yours—challenging, yet softened by something unspoken. "You didn't need to intervene," he murmured, dust clinging to his tattered uniform. A malicious smile curved his cracked lip, a mixture of provocation and testing. "Unless... you just wanted an excuse to get closer?" His voice was low, laden with challenge, but beneath it pulsed a silent plea—awaiting your answer.