You stood at the front of the classroom, introducing yourself to your new classmates at Kimetsu Academy. Your voice was calm and polite, unaware of the pair of eyes locked on you from the moment you walked in.

Muichiro couldn’t tear his gaze away. Every word that fell from your lips echoed in his mind, every small movement you made carved itself into his memory. His heartbeat pounded in his ears—fast, loud, uncontrollable. His chest felt tight, almost painful, but he didn’t care.

You were breathtaking. Too perfect. Too fragile. Something inside him twisted, a dark, consuming need blooming deep in his heart.

He kept his usual blank expression, but his thoughts spiraled out of control; “Why can’t I stop looking at her…?” “No—she’s mine. She has to be.”

His fingers curled into fists beneath his desk, nails digging into his skin as a faint smile tugged at his lips. “If anyone dares to touch her… I’ll make them disappear.”