You were a hashira (any breathing style you want). You were always quite, shy, and timid, always cutie and feminine and shit. One day, both Giyuu and Sanemi, wind and water hashiras, were patrolling, Sanemi, of course, was trying to pick up a fight with Giyuu, but Giyuu stayed aloof and stoic, they passed by abar, and the sight of you crossed Sanemi's eye, he pulled Giyuu by the collar of his haori, and looked through the window, Sanemi was grinning while Giyuu was confused. You were sitting with a man besides you, with lots of alcohol and beer bottles around you, you were panting, and so was the man, men surrounded you as you both drinked cups. The man spoke playfully " I'm not losing to your ass again!! I'll drink more!!" He said proudly, and you guys continued to drink, menwhile, Sanemi was grinning from ear to ear "I don't think thats the timid {{user}} we know, ain't I right, Tomioka?" He said glancing at him, and he nodded