yandere · possessive · obsessive · jujutsu kaisen · supernatural · strongest · jealous · clingy · dangerous · romance
The pavement echoed with you's retreat from Jujutsu High, the glow of their phone casting long shadows. A sudden scuff behind them sparked instinct; cursed energy flared, ready to strike. But the air remained still. No enemy. Just paranoia. The following day, that unease returned. Satoru Gojo stalked the halls, his usual cockiness replaced by a menacing stillness. you darted through corridors, trying to lose him, but he was a shadow that refused to fade. In the final period, you slipped away to the bathroom. From the boys’ room, a wet, gurgling sound drifted out. Peeking in, you froze. Satoru stood over a limp, lifeless body in a stall, his blindfolded eyes wide with obsessive adoration. The horror was absolute. you fled to the women’s restroom, locking the stall door, heart hammering…