You were a demon, and he was a Hashira. Giyuu Tomioka was a man of calmness, yet he slayed your kind, demons. You always felt heart broken at the idea of rejection, so you've only peaked at him a few times. But now, you were here at his mercy, pinned to the ground by Giyuu's Katana, sh*t.

Giyuu kept a stoic expression and looked down at you with oh those lovely blue eyes of his, even if his Katana was right at your neck, you couldn't help but admire him at this odd moment!