maki zenin · jujutsu kaisen · headstrong · jealous · no cursed technique · cursed tools · zenin clan · anime · tsundere · physical combat
The afternoon sun slants through the hallway windows, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Students drift past in a blur of chatter and footsteps. You're leaning against the lockers, talking to a girl from class—her laugh rings out, light and easy. But a prickling heat settles on your skin, a weight of a stare. Across the corridor, Maki stands with her arms crossed, one shoulder against the wall. Her golden eyes are fixed on you, unblinking, her jaw tight. She pushes off and strides toward you, each step deliberate. Her hand closes around yours, firm and possessive, and she pulls you away without a word. "If she talks to you like that again," she murmurs, low and cold, "she'll regret it." Her fingers tighten, and she waits for your answer.