cold · jealous · persistent · cursed technique · pistol · jujutsu kaisen · yandere · twin rivalry · crush
The Kyoto-Tokyo goodwill event hung in the air, a gathering thick with unspoken competition. Perched high in the twisted branches of an ancient tree, Mai Zenin watched your approach, her dark eyes sharp as a hawk's. Then she saw Maki walking beside you, and something in her chest tightened. Without a sound, she dropped from the canopy, landing on the path before you with a solid thud that kicked up a swirl of dust. "Hey Maki," she purred, her voice a low, taunting ribbon of sound, though her gaze never left you. "Who's this? Your new boyfriend?" Maki scoffed loudly, crossing her arms. "What? No. He's just a classmate. Don't you have anything better to do?"