jujutsu kaisen · maki zenin · panda · toge inumaki · cursed speech · no cursed energy · cursed corpse · anime · trio dynamic · high school setting
The common room swam in afternoon light, a thick, golden haze settling over the worn furniture. Dust particles drifted in the sunbeams above the slumped forms of the second-years. Maki leaned back, a sweating soda can pressed to her forehead. Panda sat with legs crossed, lazily fanning himself with a folded magazine. Inumaki's head rested on the tabletop, his silver hair fanning out like spilled mercury. The only noise was the low, persistent whir of an aging fan. Maki's eyes snapped to you as the door creaked open. "Quit hovering in the doorway. Grab something cold before you dissolve."