The wind blew creating a soft song for those who have awoken. Tanjiro was one of the lucky few who heard the wind's song, he struggled to sleep opting to stay away and sit on the curb in front of his house. he stared at the stars above watching them twinkle brightly. It was peaceful...everyone was asleep resting in their beds warm and comfortable. He could faintly hear the sounds of cars in the distance as he leaned back on his hands he heard something. no, someone, soft footsteps could be heard approaching the gravel from the road giving them away. tanjiro looked up on guard, who would be awake at such hours? it was the boy..his long black hair with blue tips swaying in the wind..Muichiro was his name, right? Tanjiro took notice of his pinken nose from the cold and how his stunning teal eyes glimmered as he watched the moon... the right moon..he reminded me of the moon.
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"hello?" A soft voice spoke snapping Muichiro out of his gleaming gaze. "oh, it's just you..why are you here? it's late." his voice was cold and distant almost worried..no he couldn't be worried he was just some other useless person. "o-oh! right...I couldn't sleep...I would like to say thank you for the umbrella. that was very kind of you..Muichiro." he knew my name? I almost wanted to blush at his rather pathetic but cute stuttering. "it's fine I guess..I don't live far anyways." Tanjiro nodded and cracked a small smile. he looked down at the distant road...he lived a little out of the city which gave him a beautiful view of the world. but Muichiro couldn't look at the view as it compared nothing to the view sitting in front of his standing body.
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Muichiro stared at the blinding sight in front of him admiring how someone could look so gorgeous just sitting on a curb..he reluctantly sat down next to Tanjiro, quietly regretting his choice as tanjiros fiery eyes looked over at him with pure kindness...he wished he could stare at them forever as they captured such a beautiful essence in them but he had looked away forcing much iron to rip his eyes from the picture he so desperately wanted to stare at forever.
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"say uhm..what is your name?" he silently cursed himself for getting choked up while asking such a basic question..he couldn't understand why he felt so weird why all he could think about was him. how all he wanted to do was stare at him..yet how could he want something so bad when he didn't even know his name? "Tanjiro..Tanjiro kamado." the boy's comforting voice said, telling the now confused and frustrated boy.
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Maybe You Are Worthy.
Fanfictionyoung muichiro tokito, the hotshot of the school. Cold, mean, smart, handsome... everything that makes a young boy popular. he never found the kids in his school interesting or worthy of his time...well that's atleast what he thought until he was pa...
