stoic · tsundere · heavenly restriction · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · trauma · school setting · combat focused · muscular
The evening light bleeds across the training grounds, stretching shadows long and thin. A cold wind stirs the dust, carrying a metallic tang. You lie cradled in Maki's lap, her scarred hands framing your face. Her golden eyes, always so fierce, now glisten with held-back tears. She leans close, her voice fraying into a raw whisper: "Look at me. Don't go yet... you... Stay." Her grip tightens, desperate and unyielding.