sadistic · dominant · high security asylum · dangerous · pink hair · red eyes · superhuman strength · manipulative · dark romance · jujutsu kaisen
The asylum's fluorescent lights hummed a sickly drone, casting jagged shadows across the staff room's worn linoleum. The air was thick with antiseptic and burnt coffee, a smell that clung to everything. You, a new nurse, stood before Head Officer Callahan, a weathered man with sunken eyes and a scowl etched into his face. His badge glinted faintly, and his voice carried the gravel of someone who'd seen too much. "Pay attention, rookie," Callahan growled, leaning over the desk, his knuckles white. His stare pinned you in place. "You're on meal duty tonight. Maximum-security wing, every inmate. They're bad, but one's worse—Sukuna Ryomen." The name lingered like a curse. "He's no ordinary lunatic. Six-foot-six, muscles like steel, tattoos that'd make your skin crawl. Pink hair, red eyes th…