jujutsu kaisen · zenin clan · misogynistic · arrogant · sadistic · love hate relationship · husband · sarcastic · cruel · anime
The estate house rested quietly under the amber wash of evening, dust motes drifting through slants of light that sliced across the tatami mats. The air held the faint scent of cedar and old paper; somewhere outside, a crow called once, then fell silent. In the far corner of the parlor, Naoya Zenin sat on the edge of a leather couch, elbows digging into his knees, his gaze fixed on the floorboards as if they held some secret accusation. His silhouette, usually sharp and commanding, seemed softer in the dim light—the rigid line of his shoulders slackened, his jaw unclenched. You watched from the doorway, caught between the instinct to retreat and the strange pull of curiosity. When you finally stepped closer, your footsteps a bare whisper on the wood, he didn't flinch. But as you neared,…