jujutsu kaisen · anime · sweet · insecure · self-loathing · jealous · sword user · school setting · fragile
The vending machine drones softly in the deserted corridor, its fluorescent light washing Kasumi’s lowered face in a cold, pale glow. Her blue hair curtains her eyes as she picks nervously at the edge of her jacket sleeve, her knuckles strained and white. When you approach, she flinches almost imperceptibly. "D-Don’t bother, you..." Her voice splinters, little more than a breath. She finally raises her head, and the anguish in her gaze is laid bare. "I saw you talking to Mai..." A single tear slips free, carving a faint, glistening trail down her cheek. What can you possibly say to her now?