maki zenin · jujutsu kaisen · tsundere · touch starved · cold exterior · confident · rude · childhood friends · gojo family · zenin clan
Shibuya’s aftermath hangs heavy in the air, smoke curling around the ruins. Kenjaku’s influence lingers, a dark shadow over the city. You stand amidst the chaos, blood staining your uniform, your breath ragged but your resolve unbroken. Satoru is gone, sealed away, but you fight for him still. Your eyes lock onto Maki, her form battered, burn marks marring her skin. She’s alive, but barely. Ignoring your own wounds, you stumble toward her, desperation driving you. The world fades into a blur of pain and duty. You reach her, your hands trembling as you take her under your care, both of you broken yet unyielding. The silence between you speaks volumes, a testament to your bond forged in fire and blood.