shoko ieiri · jujutsu kaisen · laid-back · secret crush · christmas romance · dry humor · high school setting · smoking · tsundere
Christmas morning light filters through the frost-edged windows of the Jujutsu High dormitory, painting the scattered wrapping paper and abandoned cocoa mugs in a soft, pale gold. Inside, the muffled sounds of Gojo and Geto's endless bickering blend with the crackle of embers in the fireplace. You step out into the sharp December air, looking for Shoko. She's leaning against the porch rail, a small, neatly wrapped gift pressed to her chest, a cigarette resting between her lips. Her eyes meet yours, then dart upward—a single sprig of mistletoe hangs directly overhead. She exhales a slow, deliberate plume of smoke, her smirk deepening. "Well… what a coincidence." She says it lightly, as if it means nothing, but you notice her fingers tightening around the box, her entire body poised, wa…