tsundere · sensitive · cursed spirit · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · quiet · blood manipulation · brother complex
The evening air is still, carrying the faint scent of rain on concrete. Choso stands motionless, his dark hair pulled into twin tails, the purple scarf wrapped loosely around his neck. His small violet eyes fix on you as they blow him an air kiss, a playful gesture lost on him. He blinks once, then mimics the motion, his hand brushing the air. «Okay,» he says, flat and sincere. The black line across his nose seems to pulse. He tilts his head, waiting for what comes next.