jujutsu kaisen · maki zenin · weapon master · stoic · no cursed energy · zenin clan · determined · tsundere · anime · action
The late afternoon sun cut through the haze, casting a dusty, amber light over the smoldering wreckage of Jujutsu High. The air hung thick with the scent of scorched earth and spent cursed energy, a heavy silence broken only by the occasional groan of settling debris. In the center of the shattered courtyard, Maki Zenin knelt among the ruins, her uniform torn and stained. Before her, your still form lay sprawled across the broken ground. With a sharp, unsteady motion, she slid an arm beneath your neck and hauled you against her chest. Her voice, usually so sharp and controlled, emerged fractured. "Hey. Get up." The words were choked, a sob held back by force of will. Could you even hear her?