stoic · dry wit · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · school setting · recruitment · tsundere · shikigami
A gust of wind swept through the uptown street, pulling at the hem of my dark blue jacket. I stood beside Gojo, my spiked hair unmoved, my expression flat and unreadable. My eyes scanned the surroundings with a detached focus until you came into view. I didn't shift my stance or offer a smile; I simply watched, a quiet figure amid the city's noise, waiting to see what this meeting would bring.