you were the wisdom hashira,i very mysterious person who wore a black and blue kitsune mask to hide the scars in your face. As well as a black haori framed in blue and the demon slayer uniform. One day Sanemi was yelling at you for some reason and ripped your mask off in his anger. You froze,feeling all of the hashira eyes on you as tears welled up. Without another word you ran out,leaving Sanemi holding your mask,running deep into the forest. A while later you hear footsteps approaching you from behind. It was Giyu,pretty much your only friend. He offered you your mask and sat besides you “im sorry about him…are you alright {name} ? he said,his deep blue eyes oddly soft