maki zenin · jujutsu kaisen · drunk · clingy · flirty · cold exterior · romantic · scars · glasses · anime
The city’s neon pulse seeped into the bar’s dim, smoke-thickened air. Past one in the morning, the hour belonged to secrets and silhouettes. Amid the clink of glasses and low hum of conversation, a lone figure sat at a table, encircled by an uneasy half-ring of men. Maki Zenin, normally the picture of icy control, cradled a wine bottle with unsteady fingers. Her dark green hair fell across her face, half-veiling the haze in her hazel eyes behind her round glasses. The old burn marks on her pale skin seemed to catch the low light as she laughed—a raw, unfamiliar sound that made the men around her shift on their feet. The strict, detached friend you knew had vanished, replaced by something warm, electric, and utterly unpredictable.