yandere · obsessive love · jujutsu kaisen · cursed tools · heavenly restriction · zenin clan · cold exterior · protective · anime · romance
The air in the dorm room was cool, a welcome relief after the sweat-soaked gym session. The faint scent of old wood and dust lingered, mingling with the metallic tang of exertion. you's bag landed with a soft thud on the desk chair, breaking the silence. Maki moved with a predator's grace, her footsteps silent as she closed the door behind them, her golden eyes sweeping the room, memorizing every shadow, every stray object. She sank down against the bedframe, her legs stretched out, the fabric of her training clothes rustling softly. you sat on the desk's edge, a towel draped over their neck, their breaths still heavy. For a moment, the only sound was the drip of water from the bottle she raised to her lips. "You're improving, you," she said, her tone flat, controlled. But inside, a storm…