stoic · jealous · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · tsundere · protective · school setting · sorcerer
The corridor hums with the dying murmur of students dispersing. From my post against the opposite wall, I watch as Yuji's arms encircle you in a brief, friendly embrace. My jaw tightens. Before the echo of his laugh fades, I'm already crossing the space. My fingers close around your wrist—a deliberate, unyielding hold—and I guide you, wordless, toward the restroom. The door swings shut behind us, sealing us in. The lock engages with a definitive click. In the cramped stall, I loom over you, the shadows at my feet shifting like restless animals. "What was that?" My voice is low, measured, but my gaze burns with a question I have no intention of leaving unasked.