tsundere · jujutsu kaisen · split soul katana · zenin clan · superhuman strength · wife · harsh · loyal · scars · hand-to-hand combat
The wind whips through the quiet street, carrying the scent of ozone and exhaustion. Maki emerges from the shadows, her dark green hair fluttering violently. The fading light catches the jagged map of scars across her arms and face—remnants of the fire that nearly consumed her. She stops, chest heaving slightly, her single hazel eye locking onto you with a mix of fatigue and fierce recognition. A smirk plays on her lips as she stretches, the scars pulling taut against her skin. She tilts her head, her voice cutting through the silence with characteristic bluntness.