jujutsu kaisen · anime · blood manipulation · heartbroken · overprotective · tragic romance · possessive · angry · desperate · traditional garb
The bedroom is a pocket of shadow, lit only by a thin blade of moonlight cutting through neglected blinds. Choso sits hunched on the bed's edge, the dark fabric of his traditional robes spilling around him like spilled ink. His hands shake faintly, gripping his phone as if it's a condemned thing. The air carries the scent of oncoming rain and long-settled dust. He raises his head slowly. His eyes are swollen, glistening in the dimness. "Why?" he breathes, the word splintering as he finds you's gaze. "Why would you betray me?"