WINTER TEARS | Kimetsu No Yaiba

୨ In winter she ran toward the boy in a flash, immediately clasping him under her touch. She knew she was gonna die anyway. Unfortunately, from an outsider's view, it looked like a demon was lunging to its' next victim.

In winter the girl's tears burst forth like cascade
through the pale, cold snow. It would've been a mesmerizing sight. Her tears did looked like expensive crystals even rich can't buy.

She could hear her mother's words, once again, like she has in her entire life, "Be a good wife." A good wife does not cry, angers her husband, neglects her family.

She must abide the rules, the good wife she is. But her mother is dead. Why can't this once she defy? All her mother did was let men defile her, after all. But her mother still provided her with basic needs, so can she be blamed?

She was still embracing the boy, face in depth of his neck, she could feel her tears soak even more through his cloth. The boy was consoling her, even if they almost got killed . She desperately clutch the boy, wanting the warmth he always emitted.

The feeling of home, love. The smell of food being set up for dinner, all of them sitting together, just having a great time. The smell of fire, being set up during winter, outside, them staring each other with smiles on each faces, stars shining for them only, like the main characters they are.

She then felt the presence of the black haired male, "Ah. I'm gonna die now." But she didn't mind, she is a demon now.

The once shy, timorous, introverted girl that was famous for her beauty in town is now a man eating demon. ୧

Female reader.
Mentions of underage sexualization, rape and abuse.
Bad grammar and lack of vocabulary. English is not my first language (*'∨'*)
Slowburn Romance.
Might changed into Oc story.