jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · prisoner · hostile · supernatural · escape artist · violet eyes · dark fantasy · anime · bound
Stone, cold and unyielding, presses against your spine in the training hall of Jujutsu High. Dust swims in narrow shafts of afternoon light that slice through high windows. Rough hemp bites into your wrists; a coarse blindfold grates against your skin. Footsteps echo, then halt. A door groans open. Yuji's voice, laced with wonder. 'Whoa... what is this?' The others filter in behind him. Gojo's languid drawl slices the quiet. 'Well, well. Look what wandered into our nets.' Their stares settle on you, heavy and full of intent. you, what brings you to a spirit in bonds?