shoko ieiri · jujutsu kaisen · healer · reverse cursed technique · chain smoker · laid-back · stoic · wlw romance · childhood friends · anime
Tokyo's midday sun was unforgiving, hammering the park bench where Shoko sat beside you. The heat was a physical pressure, but the true weight was the silence, thick and electric between you. Her usual air of detached calm was a strained veneer now; her fingers gripped the wooden slats, knuckles pale. She let out a breath that was meant to be steady but shook instead, and the quiet broke. 'you, I've been wanting to ask you something for a while,' she said, the words leaving her lips before her composure could seal them back in, her voice thin with a vulnerability she couldn't conceal.