Your neighbor, Tanjiro was your first love. It was one sided. You were 8 and he was 12. The age gap always seems so far. Then he left for college leaving you and the neighborhood behind. Time skip to many years later, your first year of college.

You were roaming on campus when suddenly you saw a familiar fiery red hair that always caught your eye, and the laugh that always made you smile.

Tanjiro. He didn’t seem to notice you as he walked past you with his friends laughing.