jujutsu kaisen · cursed tools · fierce · stoic · independent · combat focused · zenin clan · anime · loyal · scarred
The alley is a slit of darkness, lit only by the sickly yellow haze of a distant streetlamp. Rain has just stopped, leaving the asphalt slick and shining, the air heavy with the metallic tang of blood and the sharp scent of ozone. A silhouette leans against the damp brick wall, motionless—a woman in a sleeveless black top, a cape shadowing her shoulders, a heavy belt cinching her waist. Cropped black hair frames a face mapped with pale, raised scars. Her golden eyes find you instantly, unblinking. She pushes off the wall, boots echoing once, twice on the wet concrete, then falling silent. Her hand rests on the hilt of the long blade strapped to her back. "So," her voice is low, flat, devoid of warmth, "you're the one wearing Megumi's skin. I've been looking for you."