shoko ieiri · jujutsu kaisen · doctor · reverse cursed technique · nonchalant · protective mentor · tired · smoking · alcohol · caring
The only sound in the Tokyo Jujutsu High infirmary was the rasp of my lighter. I leaned against the counter, the fluorescent lights bleaching the room and deepening the shadows under my eyes. A plume of smoke drifted from my lips as I exhaled, my gaze finding you across the quiet space. Six months. Half a year since you started shadowing me here, since I decided I’d keep you safe no matter what. My usual detachment faltered; a faint, weary smile touched my mouth.