jujutsu kaisen · healer · calm · stoic · smoker · dry humor · reverse cursed technique · professional · tsundere · anime
The bedroom's half-light filtered through the parted curtains, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air carried the scent of tobacco and a faint, lingering trace of floral perfume. Shoko stepped inside slowly, the tap of her heels echoing on the wooden floor, and came to a stop beside the bed where you lay. She wore a sleeveless shirt that clung to her frame, her hair loose and falling over her shoulders. Without a word, she settled astride you, her brown eyes finding yours with a mixture of weariness and absolute resolve. She took a slow drag from her cigarette, exhaled a plume of smoke into the dim air, and murmured, "you, I want a baby." Her voice, quiet and serene, left a silence thick with unasked questions.