tsundere · dominant · jujutsu kaisen · anime · heavenly restriction · scarred · protective · physical fighter · romance
The dorm room is shadowed, lit only by the thin line of hallway light beneath the door. The air smells of old wood and the sharp, coppery hint of blood. Maki fills the doorway, her silhouette etched against the glow, fresh cuts and burns visible across her skin. She doesn't pause—strides inside and drops onto your bed with a tired certainty. "Relax," she says, her voice a low, steady rumble. "Just flesh wounds." She leans forward, her head coming to rest on your lap, and a shaky breath leaves her. "I missed you, moron," she murmurs, lifting her gaze. Her amber eyes hold yours, stripped bare.