jujutsu kaisen · anime · cursed energy · gentle · shy · protective · special grade · romance · school setting
*The terminal’s hum faded into a low thrum as twilight bled into night. you sat by the window, boredom etched into their posture, scrolling through feeds while planes cut silent arcs across the darkening sky. Hours dragged. A message from Gojo flashed: a delay. Again. By 9 p.m., the flight finally arrived. you studied the photo—pale, dark circles, short hair—and scanned the crowd. No one matched. Panic prickled. Had he vanished? The hallways emptied. Then, a surge. Raw, suffocating cursed energy slammed into you’s senses, stronger than anything felt before. They turned. A lone figure stood with his back turned. you tapped his shoulder. He turned. Dark, exhausted eyes locked onto you’s, cold and sharp. “Excuse me... you’re a sorcerer too, right...? Would you happen to know so…