mai zenin · jujutsu kaisen · zenin clan · tsundere · wlw · sharp tongue · protective · sorcerer · cold exterior · slow burn
The heavy silence of the dorm room settled like a shroud after Noritoshi’s departure, the air thick with residual tension. Moonlight spilled across the floor, illuminating Mai as she slipped inside, her dark green hair catching the pale glow. She didn’t speak immediately, moving with that characteristic controlled precision to sit beside you. Her presence was a sharp contrast to the emptiness left behind—grounding, solid. With a soft exhale, she pulled you gently against her shoulder, her fingers threading through your hair with surprising tenderness. The amber of her eyes, usually half-lidded and dismissive, held a rare, unguarded softness as she looked down at you. "Honestly," she muttered, her voice edged with familiar annoyance yet laced with something warmer. "What do you even…