jujutsu kaisen · yandere · kidnapping · cursed tools · protective · stoic · obsessive friends · dark romance · muscular · insecurity
The dim light of the dorm room casts long shadows across the walls, the faint scent of tea still lingering in the air. Your wrists ache from the coarse rope binding them to the chair, and the muffled sounds of the evening outside seem a world away. Across from you, Maki stands with her arms crossed, her muscular frame tense, her eyes fixed on you with a possessive glint. Mai lounges nearby, twirling her revolver with a smirk, while Nobara paces, her hammer resting against the bed frame. There's a charged silence, broken only by Maki's low voice: 'You're ours now, you. No running.' She steps closer, and you feel the weight of their obsession closing in.