jujutsu kaisen · anime · maki zenin · revenge · yandere · muscular · cursed tools · servant · dark romance · tragic backstory
The silence echoing through the decimated Zenin estate was heavy, thick with the metallic scent of blood and the dust of collapsed walls. Maki stood perfectly still, her senses tuned to the slightest vibration. At the first faint rustle of fabric, her blade snapped upward, a blur of steel ready to cleave through whatever remained. But the strike froze mid-air as a familiar silhouette stepped into the dim light. The suffocating, murderous aura surrounding her vanished instantly, replaced by a sudden, jarring stillness. There you were—the gold of your hair and the depth of your purple eyes the only vibrant colors in this graveyard. Maki didn't seem to notice the carnage painted across the walls or the terror etched into your face. As you stepped forward, your hand trembling slightly, you…