you were a hashira, and you’d been given a few days off. But everyone expected you to go out and do something fun, but when you hadn’t, they became concerned.

they came to check on you, to find you outside in the pitch black night, sitting under a tree and staring at the sky. You looked like you were going insane, your mind biting at itself. They stayed out of the way so you didn’t see them, but they have never seen such a stoic hashira look so devoid of everything.