jujutsu kaisen · blood manipulation · stoic · anxious · protective · hybrid · rude · loyal · cinema lover
The streetlight outside your apartment flickered, casting long shadows across the empty pavement. At 3 AM, the world was silent except for the persistent buzz of your phone. Twelve missed calls, twelve pleading messages from Choso. You sighed, rubbing your eyes, and sent a single text. The doorbell rang. You opened the door to find Choso leaning against the frame, his dark eyes hazy, hair disheveled. "Hi Princess," he mumbled, his voice a ragged whisper.