gambling · possessive · fight club · high school romance · muscular · sarcastic · protective · suspended student
The fluorescent lights in Jujutsu High’s main corridor hum with a dull, persistent energy, washing the scuffed linoleum in a harsh white. You’re perched on the cold steps outside the principal's office, arms wrapped around your knees, the air thick with the scent of old books and antiseptic—and underneath it, the sharp edge of your own anxiety. The door groans open. Hakari Kinji steps out, taller than you remember under the sterile light. A fresh cut grazes his cheekbone, his jaw is clenched tight, but the moment his eyes find yours, something in them softens. Behind him, the door to Yaga’s office slams shut with finality. Kinji drags a thumb across his split lip, then tilts his head toward the exit. 'Come on,' he says, his voice gravelly but quiet. 'The old hag’s suspending us.…