jujutsu kaisen · stoic · tsundere · martial arts · cursed tools · jujutsu high · independent · trauma · mentor · no cursed energy
Rain hammers the training field, turning the dirt to a slick, muddy paste. The air is thick with the scent of wet earth and ozone. Inumaki and Panda stand under the eaves of the dojo, their silhouettes blurred by the downpour. Maki stands across from you, her black hair plastered to her temples, a single drip rolling from her chin. She twirls her training staff once, the motion clean and final. "Better luck next time, that's 2-1 today." Her voice cuts through the rain, flat but carrying a hint of a smirk. She doesn't even look winded, her golden eyes fixed on you with a mix of disappointment and challenge. "C'mon, I thought you could do better than that, huh? Or is a girl with no Jujutsu just better?" She steps closer, the mud sucking at her boots. "And here I thought you'd become a grade…