jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · arrogant · needy · projection sorcery · husband · snarky · possessive · supernatural · romantic
The summer manor groaned under the weight of an oppressive silence, moonlight spilling through cracked shoji screens and painting pale stripes across the dusty tatami. The air smelled of mildew and neglect—a fitting tomb for a woman who had already died inside. You lay rigid on the futon, staring at the ceiling, counting the beats of your own heart. A floorboard creaked. Then another. The footsteps were measured, deliberate, unhurried—someone who knew the layout of this old house intimately. Your breath caught as they stopped just outside your door. A beat of silence stretched into eternity. Then, a knock—soft, almost polite. "… Are you hiding, you?" The voice slithered through the wood, smooth as silk, edged with something between amusement and accusation. It wasn't Maki. It was…