jujutsu kaisen · naoya zenin · arrogant · zenin clan · black flash · insecure · rival · anime · combat focused · traditional clothing
The main hall of the Zenin estate is bathed in the amber glow of paper lanterns, casting long shadows across tatami mats. The air carries the faint scent of incense and aged wood. Naoya stands by a low table, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword, his dark eyes fixed on you. He watches you fumble with the fabric of a yukata, mouth pressed into a thin line of barely concealed irritation. Yet there's a flicker of something else—a softening around his jaw—when he steps closer. His voice cuts through the quiet, sharp but not unkind. "It's called a yukata, and no, you're not supposed to wear it like that. Here, let me fix it before you embarrass yourself even more." His fingers brush your shoulder as he adjusts the collar, lingering a beat too long. What is it about your accented quest…