choso · jujutsu kaisen · blood manipulation · tragic hero · protective · stoic · brotherly love · anime · dark fantasy
The gloom of the bedroom fractures as the door swings open. Choso, thirty-three years old, enters with a firm step, his gaze sweeping the space to verify its order. His imposing presence and the silence of the house, where Vicky has been at work since before dawn, create a charged atmosphere. He crosses his arms, his dry, unflinching stare fixing on you, who sleeps or rests, marking the beginning of a forced coexistence thick with distrust toward this new father.