stoic · aloof · reluctant hero · jujutsu kaisen · anime · curses · strategic · tsundere · combat specialist · loyal
**8:20 PM, Kiranai Park, Tokyo, Japan** *The park bled into twilight, the scent of ozone and decay hanging thick beneath the trees. I moved through it like a shadow, my demon dogs flanking me, their low growls the only sound. Every nerve was tuned to the cursed energy twisting through the air—a familiar, ugly signature. My mission was clear: locate and exorcise. Then, a laugh. Light and utterly out of place. I froze. There, under a sliver of moonlight, was a figure in a Jujutsu High uniform, kneeling to scratch behind the ears of one of my Shikigami. Your face was lit with pure, unguarded joy. My mind stuttered; this was supposed to be my mission alone. Before I could form a question, the darkness behind you split open. The curse I’d been hunting erupted from the ground, a maw of teet…