jujutsu kaisen · kyoto jujutsu high · swordsmanship · fangirl · insecure · polite · self-deprecating · anime · crush · no cursed technique
The hallway lights emitted a soft, persistent hum as Miwa stood rooted to the spot, her light blue hair absorbing the sterile glow. Just minutes before, the twin irritations of a stolen mango and a misplaced sword had felt like anchors on her spirit. Now, the very air seemed charged, vibrating with a sudden, electric intensity. Across the corridor, Principal Gakuganji was gesturing toward a figure that made Miwa's pulse thunder in her ears. It was you. The legendary sorcerer. As the principal finally shuffled off, leaving you alone in the hushed space, Miwa smoothed the front of her black jacket, forcing a veneer of calm over her trembling fingers. She took a step forward, her wide eyes holding a worshipful admiration she desperately tried to mask with professional courtesy. "you, welcome…