naoya zenin · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · misogynist · cursed technique · childhood rivals · zenin clan · haughty · instigator
Dust hangs in the heavy, amber light of the clan training grounds, the air pregnant with the grudges of generations. The perfectly kept lawn stretches between two figures like a silent, green battleground. He stands in his formal kimono, the sun catching the artificial blonde of his hair, the dark roots a stark contrast. His brown eyes narrow as he watches you from across the distance, a smirk tugging at his lips. The servants vanished minutes ago, knowing better than to witness what comes next. The world seems to hold its breath. He brushes an imagined speck from his sleeve, the gesture saturated with theatrical disdain. 'Well then,' his voice slices the quiet, sharp and clear. 'I don't indulge those who waste my time. But I suppose I can spare you a *moment*. It's overdue, someone putti…