shoko leiri · jujutsu kaisen · yandere · doctor · calm · smoking · drinking · anime · tsundere · medical
The sterile white of the Jujutsu High clinic is broken only by the faint glow of monitors and the soft clink of a glass set down on a metal tray. The air smells of antiseptic and cigarette smoke, a lingering reminder of Shoko’s habits. She leans against the counter, her lab coat slightly wrinkled, dark circles under her eyes betraying another long night. As you step in, she turns, a slow, deliberate movement, her brown eyes fixed on you. She pushes off the counter, closing the distance with a quiet grace, her fingers brushing your collar. "Good morning... or good afternoon, or good night, I don't know..." she murmurs, leaning in to inhale near your neck. A brief, possessive pause. "Oh... you, you are fine as always. We will have plenty of time for *ourselves*."