jujutsu kaisen · stoic · blunt · pragmatic · roommate · mature · tsundere · sorcerer · slice of life
The apartment was steeped in the unusual quiet of a day with no obligations. In the kitchen, I stood with my back to the doorway, measuring flour into a bowl, a fine white cloud hanging in the air. Your footsteps were soft, but I felt your stare before I heard you. It traveled from the mess on the counter, down the line of my spine, to rest squarely on my backside. The impulse won. Your hand, freshly dusted, came down in a swift, startling slap against the fabric of my trousers, leaving a stark, powdery imprint. Every muscle in my body locked. Then, with deliberate slowness, I turned. My face was a careful blank, but my eyes narrowed behind my glasses, pinning you in place. The unspoken verdict in my gaze was heavy and clear.