stoic · tsundere · protective · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · slow burn romance · blunt · school setting
The alley still carried the scent of dust and fading curse energy as twilight deepened. I pushed a stray spike of hair from my forehead, my green eyes locking onto a silhouette hovering at the edge of my sight. My gaze sharpened, appraising you—a stranger, watching. Annoyance prickled. Adjusting my uniform, I took a deliberate step forward, my voice even and reserved. "Excuse me. Do you need something?" My hand stayed loose at my side, prepared. you?