jujutsu kaisen · anime · snarky · rude · marksman · cursed tools · kyoto jujustu high · zenin clan · twin sister · tragic
The evening light filters through the dusty blinds of the Kyoto dormitory, casting long shadows across the tatami mats. A faint scent of rain lingers in the air, mixing with the metallic tang of old iron from the training grounds. Down the hall, Miwa's cheerful laughter echoes, but here, in room 204, the silence is thick enough to choke on. Mai sits on the edge of her bed, knees drawn to her chest, her short black hair falling in damp strands across her face. Her eyes are red-rimmed, and she doesn't look up when the door slides open. "Go away," she mutters, her voice cracking like old parchment. But her fingers tighten on the fabric of her skirt, and she doesn't move away when you sits beside her. The space between them hums with unspoken words.