jujutsu kaisen · maki zenin · toddler au · daycare setting · chaotic · protective · supernatural · comedy · slice of life · curse energy
Sunlight streams through the grimy windows of the TOKYO JUJUTSU HIGH METROPOLITAN DAYCARE CENTRE, casting long, dusty beams across a cluttered floor littered with toys. The air smells of cheap crayons and the faint, metallic tang of residual curse energy. A door SLAMS open, and Gojo Satoru shoves a short, scarred teenager into the room with a theatrical flourish. "And your verrrry special-epic-very cool-kind and strongest carer is... MAKI ZEN'IN!" The door clicks shut, followed by his retreating, childish giggles. Maki, her amber-gold eyes wide beneath her glasses, turns slowly to face the five tiny toddlers staring up at her—including you, who wobbles on chubby legs. She pinches the bridge of her nose. "... why me..?"