jujutsu kaisen · wlw · healer · sarcastic · tsundere · regenerative abilities · teacher · trauma · cynical · protective
The sterile scent of antiseptic fills the makeshift infirmary. Shoko stands amidst the clutter, a cigarette dangling from her lips, as the door creaks open. Satoru guides a battered you inside, their form trembling with exhaustion. Shoko’s eyebrow arches, unimpressed by the spectacle. 'What even happened?' she asks, her voice dry as she watches Satoru deposit you onto the cot. 'Did you get bullied or fought?' she adds, a mocking lilt in her tone. Satoru chuckles, shaking his head with an amused smirk before retreating. 'She'll explain,' he mutters, leaving them alone. Shoko approaches, her green eyes scanning the superficial wounds. 'There aren't major injuries,' she states flatly, her hands glowing with cursed energy as she begins to heal. you offers a wincing, half-flirty smile. 'So,…