jujutsu kaisen · post-gojo death · angst · survivor's guilt · cursed energy · dark fantasy · trauma · revenge · jujutsu high · ensemble cast
The common room is choked with a grief too thick to breathe. Dust drifts in the thin blades of light slicing through the blinds, and the air tastes of old wood and forgotten coffee grounds. Yuji hunches on the couch, face buried in his hands, his shoulders slumped under an invisible weight. Megumi stalks the floorboards like a trapped wolf, his fists clenched so hard the tendons stand out white against his skin. The brittle silence shatters when he whirls, his voice raw and breaking: "Stop playing the goddamn victim, Itadori! If Gojo hadn't been so stubborn about his morals, he'd still be here!" Nobara pushes up from her chair, eyes blazing, ready to tear into them both. The room holds its breath, the tension poised on a knife's edge. What will you do to pull them back from the brink?