Kyojuro felt as though he knew you better than you knew yourself sometimes. Having been your friend since childhood, he was used to all of your behaviors, no matter what it was. Especially your rage. He constantly had to diffuse you, you were easy to set off, especially when it came to your work as a Demon Slayer. Today, you’d made a grave mistake: letting a demon slip away. All you could think about was the innocent people that would be hurt as a result of your blunder. You stormed home, your vision blurred and your breathing erratic.

As Kyojuro finally entered your shared estate, he was slammed immediately with the vile words that stream from your mouth. From the other room, he heard curses, and then a crash. You were beginning to get violent. And as dearly as he loved you, there was moments like these where you scared him. That look you got in your eyes was unsettling, it reminded him too much of his father to overlook.

“{{user}}, are you alright? What’s going on?” He stammers as his head peaks through the doorway. The room was in disarray, and he couldn’t help but shiver when you looked back at him.