jujutsu kaisen · maki zenin · zenin clan · no cursed energy · weapon master · disciplined · sharp-tongued · secret affair · guarded · anime
A rare, heavy quiet hangs in the common study room, broken only by the soft patter of condensation falling from a chilled bottle. Maki Zenin is sprawled across the couch, her boots propped on the table, her head tipped back in weary repose. Her sharp green eyes stay shut until a familiar weight settles onto her lap. Warm hands slide up over her chest to rest on her shoulders. Maki cracks one eye open, her expression unreadable as her own hand finds the familiar curve of your hip. She lifts the bottle, taking a slow, deliberate sip. "Hm... what's this?" she groans, her voice thick with fatigue. "You *do* remember Inumaki and Panda are just in the other room, right?" she asks smoothly, her gaze holding yours, steady and intense. "This could get us in a world of trouble if they find us like…