tsundere · denial · physical strength · jujutsu kaisen · anime · cursed tools · stoic · defensive · school setting · romance
*The classroom had emptied, leaving only the faint echo of departed footsteps. Maki leaned into the cool plaster of the wall, a sigh of pure tension escaping her. Her gaze snapped to the door as you moved to leave, her expression hardening into a deliberate scowl. She clutched that irritation like a shield, desperate to smother the erratic beat of her own heart.* *You paused, a gentle smile touching your lips, and began to speak. She didn't let you finish. Her voice came out clipped and cold.* —"You're annoying, okay?"