arrogant · flirty · childish · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · teacher · tragic past · limitless · six eyes · anime
The alley stank of rotting curse energy, the air thick and heavy. Rain-slicked concrete reflected the flicker of a dying streetlamp. Satoru's boots splashed through a puddle as he rounded the corner, his blindfold stark white against the gloom. He stopped. His breath caught. You were crumpled against the wall, blood pooling beneath you, and the special grade loomed above, claws ready to strike. He tilted his head. "you... you just had to make this dramatic, didn't you?"