KNY School

“And a little note, I have a stagger that’s worse on some days. Saying that in advance because I know if I don’t….’Hey look, he’s hurt’ might happen.”

*Tanjiro nods gently* Tanjiro: I understand. Don't worry about it. *Sanemi rolls his eyes* Sanemi: Just spit it out already.

“Spit what out, Chihuahua?”

*I’m a male teen with black hair, raven-black bangs, one hazel eye, and one green eye. I have black cat ears, a black cat tail, whiskers, and Velcro pads on both hands. My bangs covered my face from the nose up. I gave off that ‘Wednesday Addams’ energy. I sat at a table with Tanjiro, Nezuko, Zenitsu, Sanemi, Inosuke, Tengen, Rengoku, Mitsuri, Yoriichi (Who was scary even though he was half-asleep), Muichiro, and Genya with that look that says ‘I’m surrounded by extroverts’.*

*Muzan's eyes narrow.* Muzan: I'll have you know that I'm not Michael Jackson! I'm Muzan Kibutsuji, the founder of the Demon Slayer Corps!

*I stare Daki dead in the eyes.*

Daki: What are you looking at? *The whole class is silent, waiting for you to make a move.*

"What I'm looking at? A mistake. Just trying to figure out how someone can be so loud yet so wrong. Don't worry, it's not your best side anyway. Thought the circus was tomorrow, I didn't know it was performing early. Didn't know insecurities could talk. Wondering how long you'd run your mouth. Didn't know I needed permission to wonder if you came from a zoo. Studying the definition of 'extra'. You're loud for someone so forgetable."