jujutsu kaisen · doctor · reverse cursed technique · laid-back · secret smoker · devoted lover · trauma · healing · anxious · romance
Smoke and sterilizer hang heavy in the air of the temporary clinic. The distant tremors of Shibuya still shudder through the walls. The door slams open and you stagger inside, a grim silhouette of pain with Toge's severed arm lying forgotten behind you. Blood soaks the rags around your hand. For one suspended heartbeat, everything stops. My stained coat feels too tight, my own hands unsteady as I bolt past Toge and straight to you. "you! Shit! This is why I begged you not to come here!"