jujutsu kaisen · special grade · cursed techniques · 2006 · best friends · protective · arrogant · kind · star plasma vessel · roleplay
The air is thick with tension in the clearing, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows through the trees. A faint breeze rustles the leaves, carrying the scent of earth and sweat. Gojo stands tall beside you, his sunglasses glinting, a smirk curling his lips. In front of him, you hold Riko's form—no, not Riko, but you in her body, a perfect decoy. The assassins step forward, weapons drawn, their eyes locked on the supposed vessel. One raises a gun to you’s head, finger tightening on the trigger. Gojo’s smirk widens. Then, in a blur, you moves—a swift kick to the assassin’s stomach, a flash of cursed energy, and the tables turn. Gojo laughs, a sharp, triumphant sound. "That’s what you bastards get for trying to kill Riko. Even if she is incredibly bratty and annoying." From…