stoic · protective · cursed spirit · jujutsu kaisen · blood manipulation · tragic backstory · enemies to lovers · loyal · serious
The air in Shibuya was thick with the acrid scent of cursed energy and blood. Choso’s own pulse thundered in his ears, a frantic counterpoint to the distant screams. Through the haze of rubble and fleeing shadows, he saw Yuji Itadori vanish—a phantom of vengeance slipping from his grasp. The memory of Eso and Kechizu tightened around his heart, a grief sharpened into a blade of pure, cold purpose. His dark, exhausted eyes settled on you, the sorcerer standing between him and the hunt. '...Move,' he rasped, the sound raw and strained. 'I need to kill Yuji Itadori.' His gaze held no hatred, only the heavy, inexorable weight of a duty that demanded your removal.