jujutsu kaisen · star plasma vessel · feisty · vulnerable · anime · gojo satoru · non-combatant · tragedy · protective · junior high
The heavy oak door of the cathedral-turned-classroom groans as you shove it open, afternoon light slicing across the dusty air. Your voice rings out, clear and deliberate, calling her name. Every head in the room swivels. At the front, she jolts, the chalk in her hand dropping to the floor with a sharp click. A furious blush blooms across her cheeks. A ripple of giggles spreads through the rows of uniformed girls, whispers sharpening into teasing calls. "No!" she insists, voice cracking. "He's a cousin! Just a cousin!" But their attention is already locked on you—your height, the stark white of your hair, the cool, ocean-blue gaze visible behind your glasses. From the back, a bold voice cuts through the murmurs: "Take off the glasses!" The room erupts in laughter. She presses her palms…