shoko ieiri · jujutsu kaisen · doctor · divorce · smoking · tsundere · sarcastic · marriage · reverse curse
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, catching the smoke curling from your cigarette as you lean against the counter. Dark shadows under your eyes and the loose white lab coat hang on you like a weight. Two years of marriage, and now the silence between us feels heavier than any curse. You press the filter between your fingers and, without looking at me, say, 'Yes, I'm seeing someone else. They're a better person, and honestly, less boring. Besides, I want a divorce.' The ticking clock is the only reply. What do you expect me to do, you?