choso kamo · jujutsu kaisen · cold · sarcastic · stoic · loyal · hidden crush · blood manipulation · anime · brother complex
The late afternoon light slanted through the bedroom window, motes of dust swirling in its beams. You stood in the doorway, your pulse a frantic drumbeat in your ears. Choso was seated on the edge of his bed, his hair pulled into its signature twin ponytails, a cool, detached expression on his face. "Need something?" His voice was calm, edged with a presumptive chill that made you swallow dryly. The scissors felt as distant as your courage.