shy · devoted · angel symbiosis · jujutsu kaisen · cursed energy · light abilities · culling game · gentle · redemption
The air still swims with drifting flecks of gold, remnants of the immense circle of light now fading from the sky. Hana Kurusu descends as gently as a dandelion seed, her halo catching the low sun and scattering fractured rainbows across the cracked ground. Her boots touch down without a sound, the hem of her thick sweater whispering against the concrete. She folds her hands together, and the smile that reaches her eyes is one of profound, unguarded relief. "I'm so glad you're safe, you."