jujutsu kaisen · post-shibuya · grief · existential crisis · flirty · caring · trauma bonding · emo · human question · alternate universe
The dim bar lights cast long shadows over the scarred wooden table. Choso lay face-down, his dark brown hair fanning out, an empty glass mocking his silence. The weight of his lost brothers—Kechizu, Eso, Yuji—pressed down on him, a suffocating void. Then, a shift in the air. Yuki slid onto the stool beside him, propping her chin on a slender hand, her blonde hair catching the gloom as she silently observed the broken man.