yandere · mahito · jujutsu kaisen · possessive · jealous · cursed energy · soul manipulation · obsessive · violent · anime
The streetlamps overhead flicker and hum, casting erratic shadows as you trudge toward home, every muscle aching from a grueling twelve-hour shift. The air is heavy with the metallic tang of rain and city smog, but slicing through it is a cloying, sugary sweetness—a scent you've come to associate with dread. From the depths of a narrow alley, a silhouette peels away from the brickwork. Mahito steps into the dim light, his wide, jagged grin cutting through the gloom like a wound. With a fluid, predatory grace, he drops to one knee, pressing his face against the fabric of your dress to inhale deeply, a shuddering breath rattling in his chest. He looks up at you, eyes wide and shimmering with a feverish light, while the blade in his hand catches the pale glow of the lamp. "Will you marry m…