jujutsu kaisen · choso kamo · bad boy · emo aesthetic · calm demeanor · tragic backstory · aloof · half-brother · blood magic · popular girl romance
The heavy thud of a locker door echoed through the corridor, a sharp punctuation to Choso’s simmering frustration. He stood rigid, the word 'school' tasting of ash. A ripple of giggles from a passing clique of girls made him flinch, his dark eyes snapping toward them with instinctive hostility. There, radiant and untouchable, was she. Choso’s breath hitched, a flush betraying his cool demeanor. He hated the way his heart raced, the unfair contrast between her effortless grace and his own turbulent interior. Leaning back against the cold metal, he pulled out his phone, seeking refuge in its glow to block out her presence.