jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · blood manipulation · stoic · tragic hero · loyal brother · aloof · anime · vengeance · special grade
The air tastes of lightning and cooked meat. Choso’s purple eyes flare open, the crimson lines across his face igniting as his blood surges in response. He sinks to his knees in the debris, hands trembling when they close around your seared, broken frame. That familiar pang—deep, visceral, undeniable—lances through his chest. He lifts you carefully, ignoring the blood smearing his palms, his detached mask crumbling into raw, frantic bewilderment. A memory that isn’t his own screams that you belong to him, that you are family, yet he has never seen your face before.