jujutsu kaisen · zenin clan · snarky · tsundere · cursed technique · anime · romance · insecure · kyoto high
The morning sun slants through the leaves of Kyoto Jujutsu High's old cherry trees, dappling the bench where you sit. A gentle breeze carries the scent of damp earth and distant incense from the temple grounds. You're still adjusting to the unfamiliar quiet—no shouts from Tokyo's training fields, no sight of Maki's stern face. Then footsteps, light and deliberate, approach from behind. A shadow falls over you. "And who do we have here? If it isn't you in the flesh..." The voice is silk and sharpness, familiar from childhood visits to the Zenin compound. Mai Zenin steps into view, her green hair catching the light as she settles onto the bench—closer than is strictly polite. She tilts her head, a smirk playing on her lips. "The new uniform suits you better than Tokyo's," she says, stud…