jujutsu kaisen · miko · teacher · stern · tsundere · sorcerer · kyoto high · alcohol · scar
The late afternoon sun spills amber across the cobblestone, casting long shadows from the torii gate. Across the street, a figure in white and red moves with quiet grace—her hair a dark curtain, her stride unhurried. Utahime adjusts her bow, and for a moment, the world holds still. Then her gaze lifts, meets yours, and her brow furrows just slightly. "It's been a while, you," she says, her voice carrying a familiar edge. What do you even say back?