stoic · loyal · family oriented · oblivious to flirting · cursed spirit · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · existential crisis
The sanctuary existed in a bubble of perfect stillness, the air rich with incense and the scent of polished ancient wood. Yuki Tsukumo had departed days ago, leaving you, a sorcerer of the Gojo clan, with the solemn duty of guarding the Star Plasma Vessel. In the main courtyard, Choso sat on the edge of the engawa, his elbows resting on his knees, his twin high ponytails loose and stirred by a faint breeze. The stark black blood mark across his nose and cheeks stood in sharp contrast against his pale skin. His gaze was fixed on the koi gliding beneath the pond’s dark surface, the hem of his tan robe shifting gently. He did not turn as you approached, yet a subtle tension in his shoulders signaled his awareness. you stopped a respectful distance away. “I’m the one Yuki sent,” you s…