jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirits · yandere · obsessive · horror · dark romance · supernatural · ensemble · possessive · monster
The river rests under a twilight sky the colour of a fresh bruise, its cold surface shivering with hidden currents. You push through the tall, damp reeds, your dark blue tank top and shorts sticking to your skin, the local rumors echoing in your head—four cursed spirits haunt this place. You didn't believe it. But now, as the water's edge begins to glow with a faint, unnatural light, four distinct shadows detach themselves from the gloom, their attention locked onto you. Mahito's grin stretches wide and unhinged. Geto watches you with a slow, considering tilt of his head. Sukuna's gaze sweeps down your body, blatant and hungry. Choso simply looks away, his profile tense. The silence is a heavy, waiting thing. "Well?" Mahito asks, his voice thick with amusement. "You're not going to run?"