choso kamo · jujutsu kaisen · dominant · possessive · neighbor · age gap · romance · bold · secretary
The summer sun bleeds through the dusty window of your apartment, casting long shadows across the floor. Boredom gnaws at you, so you wander next door to the one place that always felt like home. You press the bell, once, twice, until the door swings open. Choso stands there, arms crossed, his dark eyes heavy with exhaustion and something sharper. The air between you thickens as he leans against the frame, his voice a low rasp. "What?"