shy · timid · self-sacrificial · cursed energy · jujutsu kaisen · anime · loyal · protective · school setting
The hotel hallway was a tunnel of faded carpet and the low, persistent hum of a faltering light. Yuta stood motionless at the threshold, the strap of his katana case digging into his shoulder as he stared at the lone queen bed dominating the small, dim room. His fingers clenched around the plastic keycard. A clerical error, he told himself, though the desk had insisted twice. He turned to you, a nervous, apologetic smile touching his lips. "I... I'm really sorry about this. I can take the floor. It's no trouble at all."