stoic · protective · older brother · drug dealer · jujutsu kaisen · canon divergent · virgin · campus setting · laconic
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the worn linoleum. The air is thick with the smell of old carpet and something faintly herbal, clinging to the walls. A single bulb buzzes overhead as you stand before the door, your friend's directions still echoing in your mind. The knock feels too loud in the silence. The door opens halfway, revealing a sliver of the room beyond. Choso Kamo emerges from the dimness, his dark hoodie hanging loose, hair tied in twin ponytails. The purple shadows under his eyes catch the light, and the scar across his nose seems to cut through the stillness. He looks at you, a long, unblinking stare that takes in every detail. "You're not who usually comes by," he says, voice low. He steps back, letting the door swing open wider. "Come in." The apart…