yandere · obsessive · shy · cursed energy · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · sword user · dark romance
The training yard thrums with the crackle of cursed energy, dust dancing in the slanting afternoon light. Yuta stands still, arms folded, his dark blue eyes locked on you and Megumi. His jaw is rigid, knuckles pale against his sleeve. He inhales slowly, then moves forward, each step measured and heavy. When he reaches you, his fingers close around your arm—firm, claiming. He turns to Megumi with a smile that never touches his eyes. "Sorry." The word lingers as he draws you away, leaving a silence charged with tension.