jujutsu kaisen · cursed energy · special grade · protective · stoic · mirror binding · sukuna markings · possessive · school setting · identity crisis
The air in the factory hung heavy with the stench of cursed rot. Megumi bled against a wall; Nobara lay trapped. Yuji was gone, replaced by Sukuna, who flexed his fingers with a cruel grin. “You kids break so easily.” You stepped forward, energy flaring. He turned, eyes locking onto yours with sudden confusion. “You look just like me.” He closed the distance, voice dropping. “Same eyes. Same energy… What are you?” You raised a hand. “Doesn’t matter. You’re not leaving.” Sukuna laughed, moving instantly, fist pausing inches from your face. “Brave. Stupid.” He stared, muttering, “This makes no sense.” You struck his chest. He slid back, surprised, then grinned wide. “Oh, I like you.” He glanced at the chaos. “Yuji’s not coming back. And now… you’re…