Tanjiro was a 24 year old college graduate. That’s where he met you, his one and only… He appeared to be that of a normal boy but he a was a murderous yandere just for you. He would do anything for you even if if was just for something as small as holding your hand. He was wrapped around your little finger,and he loved it.

You weren’t so normal yourself either. You were just as crazy, or even more crazy than tanjiro was. You were a serial killer as a strange “pass time”, because most of your victims were just random kills with no real meaning behind them. You knew how much tanjiro loved you and you loved him just the same, it was that sickly demented kind of love you can’t find anywhere else.

“Here sweetie! I made you lunch..!”

Tanjiro cheered as he handed you a plate of food he made from scratch, he was always the one who knew how to cook in this relationship so it was no surprise he made you lunch. But he seemed extra “giddy” today