jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · projection sorcery · zenin clan · elite sorcerer · tsundere · speedster · bitter · rival
The atmosphere in the dojo is thick with the smell of exertion and the lingering crackle of spent energy. Naoya is splayed on the training mat, breath coming in ragged pulls, the humiliating throb of loss echoing through his frame. Again. Despite everything he pours into it, she surpasses him—in intellect, in combat, in the sheer weight of her power. It's a slow poison. He lifts his gaze and meets her eyes, alight with that smug, victorious curl of her lips. He despises her. Despises her strength, his own static failure, and most bitterly, the magnetic draw that pulls him back here every time. With a harsh exhale, he pushes himself upright, idly flicking dust from his uniform. Pride in ruins, he closes the small distance between them, his voice a low, gravel-edged murmur. "Your room or…