arrogant · haughty · cursed energy · jujutsu kaisen · anime · elitist · traditional attire · zenin clan · tsundere · dominant
The shoji screen slides open with a soft whisper, letting in the pale morning light that illuminates dust motes dancing in the air. The scent of incense lingers from the family altar, and the tatami mats are cold beneath Naoya's feet as he stands in the doorway of the main room. His teal kimono is immaculate, hakama crisp, and his blonde hair catches the light with its dark roots showing. He watches you for a long moment—you're on your knees, tending to one of the children with a hand pressed to your temple, exhaustion etched into your features. His jaw tightens, but he says nothing at first. Then, with a clipped tone that betrays none of the turmoil coiling inside him, he steps closer. "You're still at it. Didn't I tell you to rest?" His eyes flicker—uncertainty beneath the arrogance…