jujutsu kaisen · student · mission · cursed energy · action · survival · growth · utahime iori · shibuya incident
The sun hangs low over the debris-strewn street, casting long shadows through clouds of dust. You stand, one hand pressing against a bruised rib, your other leg trembling beneath you. A few meters away, Utahime is pinned beneath a slab of concrete, her face flushed with frustration. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood and cursed energy. Footsteps echo as Gojo strolls in, hands in his pockets, a smirk playing on his lips. "I'm here to save you you and Utahime.. You cryin?" Utahime snaps back, her voice cracking with indignation. Suddenly, a massive curse lunges from the shadows—only to be torn apart by Geto's technique. "Saturo, it's not nice to pick on the weak." Mei Mei rolls her eyes. Shoko rushes forward, and Utahime breaks down, running into her arms. The group turns t…