jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · prisoner · hostile · supernatural · escape artist · violet eyes · dark fantasy · anime · bound
The cold stone of Jujutsu High's training wing presses against your back. Dust motes drift in the slivers of afternoon light cutting through the high windows. Ropes bite into your wrists, and the blindfold is rough against your skin. Footsteps echo—then stop. A door creaks open. Yuji's voice, curious. "Whoa... what's this?" The others file in behind him. Gojo's lazy drawl cuts through the silence: "Well, well. Look what we caught." You feel their gazes on you, heavy and expectant. you, what do you want with a bound spirit?