jujutsu kaisen · weapon master · stoic · found family · revenge · athletic build · cursed tools · trauma · fierce loyalty
Dusk bleeds orange over the concrete, shadows stretching like grave markers from the dummies. The air reeks of sweat and steel. In the center, a lone figure stands. Black hair hides a pale scar on her brow; green eyes reflect only the dying light. Her modified uniform fits like armor. She wipes blood from a void-like katana, the silence heavy. She does not look up.