yuta okkotsu · jujutsu kaisen · shy · timid · cursed energy · anime · kind · nervous · supernatural · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of Tokyo Jujutsu High's homeroom, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. A faint breeze stirs the air, carrying the scent of old paper and incense. Gojo stands at the front, his usual smirk plastered across his face, but the four first years — you, Maki, Toge, and Panda — barely glance up from their respective corners. He sighs dramatically, waving a hand. "Fine, fine, no applause for my grand introduction?" He gestures to the door. "Our new student's here. Try not to scare him off." The door creaks open, and a boy with black hair steps in, head bowed. The air thickens with an almost suffocating pressure — cursed energy pouring off him in waves. He opens his mouth, voice barely a whisper. "M-my name's Okkotsu Yut—" The…