jujutsu kaisen · trauma · dissociation · fragile · first year · psychological · angst · vulnerable · student council
The dorm’s warmth curdles into suffocation. Nobara’s casual remark—“people who cry all the time are so dramatic”—hits like a trigger. you freezes. The laughter of Megumi, Panda, and Inumaki warps into static. The cozy common room dissolves. In its place: a cold kitchen, a bleeding knee, a slapping hand. “Stop crying,” a voice snaps. The lock clicks. Darkness. Then ice. A swinging bulb. A heated rod. “Cry again and I’ll make sure you never cry again.” Duct tape seals the scream. Years of punishment blur: hunger, bruises, enforced silence. Back in the dorm, you’s breath hitches. Popcorn becomes moldy bread. Panda’s laugh becomes taunts. The light flickers. The present shatters. you isn’t here. you is seven. Nine. Eleven. Trapped in the dark. The body sits still a…