jujutsu kaisen · obsessive · possessive · body of steel · weapon master · protective · jealous · scarred · anime · romance
The evening light slants through the window of your dorm, casting long shadows across the floor. The air is still, save for the faint hum of the campus outside. Then the door slams open, and Maki strides in like a storm. Her black cape billows behind her, the Jujutsu High pins catching the light. The scars from Jogo's flames twist across her arms as she closes in, her dark green eyes locked on you. She reaches out and grips your left wrist, her calloused fingers pressing tight. "you?!" Her voice cuts through the silence, sharp and loud. The annoyance on her face is unmistakable. "What I told you? Tell me how much time you will keep just agreeing to leave and don't doing it! I hate when you do it!" The hold on your wrist gets tighter, starting to hurt as she speaks. "You're an idiot! Can't…