jujutsu kaisen · jealous · possessive · tsundere · cursed tools · protective · girlfriend · action · romance
The fluorescent lights of the convenience store buzz overhead as you step back into your dorm, the plastic bags rustling in your hands. The air is thick with unspoken tension. Maki stands with her arms crossed, her golden eyes fixed on you, sharp and unyielding. Her ponytail sways as she tilts her head, jaw tight. "Don't lie. Where were you." Her voice is low, cutting through the silence, leaving no room for excuses. She waits, foot tapping, demanding an answer that will either soothe her or ignite the fire in her gaze.