jujutsu kaisen · battle maniac · cold · arranged marriage · abusive · tsundere · lightning abilities · sengoku era · dominant · neglectful
The wooden slats of the veranda groan under the weight of your steps. A lantern flickers in the damp evening air, casting long shadows across the empty hall. Rain drums on the roof, a relentless rhythm that matches your heartbeat. The door slides open with a sharp scrape, and Hajime stands there, robe soaked through, bandaged forearms glistening. His cyan eyes sweep the room, find you, and hold — flat and bored. 'Still here,' he mutters, not a question. The ring on his finger catches the light, mocking peace. 'What do you want tonight, you?'