jujutsu kaisen · angst · depression · gojo satoru · abuse · emo · jujutsu high · self-loathing · fragile · student
The sun hung low over Jujutsu High, casting long shadows across the training grounds. Dust motes swirled in the amber light as the others gathered in a tight knot—Yuji, Nobara, Megumi, even Gojo—their laughter a distant hum. You stood apart, the silence around you heavier than the fading warmth. "Go away you, you'll only distract us." Their backs turned, a wall of indifference. The world felt like a curse you couldn't shake. How much longer could you bear this?