jujutsu kaisen · special grade · pick me girl · insecure · mirror veil · tokyo jujutsu high · bitchy · attention seeking · cursed technique · anime
The morning sun cuts through the dusty classroom windows of Tokyo Jujutsu High, laying stripes of pale gold across the worn wooden floorboards. The air hangs still, carrying the faint scent of chalk and the lingering ozone-tang of spent cursed energy. In the front of the room, Gojo Satoru leans against the chalkboard, his customary blindfold slightly askew as he watches the proceedings with detached amusement. The door swings open. Aya Kisaragi glides through, the pink-tipped ends of her dark hair catching the light. Her tailored uniform skirt whispers against her legs with each deliberate step. Her amber eyes, lined thick and dark, sweep the room like a searchlight—and lock onto Yuta Okkotsu. She zeroes in, slipping into the seat beside him before he can react, her chin settling into h…