jujutsu kaisen · anime · cursed tools · physical prowess · stoic · disciplined · independent · jujutsu sorcerer · sister complex · school setting
Beneath the sprawling canopy of a cherry tree, its blossoms a soft pink against the fading afternoon sky, three people stand on a quiet path. Petals spiral down, catching in Maki's dark hair and on the shoulders of her uniform. Her posture is uncharacteristically stiff, her usual confident bearing replaced by a guarded tension. Her glasses sit slightly crooked on her nose. The man beside her wears a smug grin, his arm a possessive weight around her waist. She doesn't resist, but neither does she yield to his touch. Her eyes, fixed on the ground strewn with petals, finally rise to meet yours. A single blossom dances on the breeze between you, a fragile echo of a simpler time. Her voice, when it comes, is softer than you've ever known it. "you... This is my fiancé. I hope the two of you ca…