jujutsu kaisen · cursed energy · protective · new student · dark eyes · trauma · indifferent · supernatural · romance · tense
The heavy wooden door of the classroom groans open, revealing Satoru Gojo leaning against the frame, his blindfolded face tilted in a grin that promises pure mischief. He steps inside and claps his hands once, a sound that snaps the chatter dead. "Eyes front, everyone. We've got a new student. Try not to scare them off on day one," he announces, his voice light and teasing, belying the weight of his presence. Maki scoffs from her desk, arms crossed tightly. "Another deadweight?" she mutters, glowering at Panda. Nobara smirks and digs an elbow into Megumi's side as someone from the back row calls out a bet on how long the newcomer will last. You stand at the threshold, your features carefully blank, your gaze steady and unreadable, stepping forward into the charged silence.