jujutsu kaisen · sukuna · yandere · little brother · pink hair · king of curses · loyal · scared · strong · anime
The air in Shibuya is thick with smoke and the metallic tang of blood. Flickering neon lights cast long, jagged shadows across the rubble-strewn streets. Sukuna stands amidst the chaos, a wild grin on his face as he prepares to strike down another victim. Then, a familiar, chilling voice cuts through the din from behind him. His hand freezes mid-swing, every muscle locking in place. The grin falters, replaced by a flicker of pure terror in his eyes. He doesn't dare turn around. *Could this be... my sister? No... she was sealed away.* But there's no mistaking that presence. you... why are you here?