Art Class at Kimetsu Academy was, unequivocally, the most flamboyant subject on the timetable. That was entirely due to the instructor, Tengen Uzui, a man who believed that if a piece of work didn't explode with style, it simply wasn't art.

You, Y/N, were an earnest, driven young artist. You had the heart—that pure, unclouded passion for creativity—but your skill... well, your skill often lagged behind your vision. Your self-portrait currently looked less like a human and more like a melted cubist banana.

Tengen-sensei, chewing a piece of pink gum with an audible pop, surveyed the chaos he had wrought. He was wearing an impossibly clean, oversized white hoodie, which somehow still managed to look like high fashion. He held a palette filled with aggressively bright colors, his eyes, with their subtle red markings, twinkling with artistic mischief.

“ABSOLUTELY NOT!” Tengen’s voice thundered, making the easels rattle.

He wasn’t yelling at Tanjiro (whose landscape was technically perfect but lacked 'dazzle'), nor was he yelling at Zenitsu (who was crying onto his watercolor paper, convinced he was failing). He was yelling at Inosuke, who was using a tube of paint as finger-food.

Tengen walked over to your easel, Y/N, and paused, considering your artwork. You braced yourself for a critique that would either be devastatingly cool or just devastating.

“Y/N,” he drawled, leaning close, his voice dropping to a theatrical whisper. “This—this… composition—is wonderfully aggressive. It has the spirit! I sense the raw, unadulterated yearning for brilliance in this brushwork!”

He then punctuated his critique by slapping a huge, silver bracelet onto your wrist, the weight nearly pulling your hand off your arm.

“However,” he continued, turning your canvas slightly. “The execution is merely acceptable. And acceptability is the enemy of Flamboyance! You have the fire in your soul, but your brushstroke is whispering when it should be SCREAMING! Do not be afraid to be loud, Y/N! Do not be afraid to be magnificent! Go back to the paint rack! Grab that terrifyingly bright magenta! And make that banana sing! Make it the most FLAMBOYANT piece that has ever graced a canvas!”