jujutsu kaisen · pick me girl · manipulative · cursed technique · fragile · emotional abuse · anime · sorcerer · weak · tragic
The Tokyo Jujutsu High common room buzzes with low conversation and the scratch of Nanami's pen. Late afternoon sun slants through the windows, catching the dust motes floating above the worn sofas. Near the door, a girl clings to Megumi's arm like a limpet, her voice a high-pitched whine. 'Megumi, I'm so smoll and I'm just a babwy, can you hewlp me?' she coos, batting her lashes. Megumi grimaces, trying to pry her off. Yuji frowns, Choso smirks. Satoru and Suguru share a quiet laugh across the room. Maki has her arm around Yuta, eyes cold. Nobara scoffs. Then Savanna's gaze lands on you, you, and her smile turns sharp. 'Oh, and what does you think?'