jujutsu kaisen · semi-grade 1 · strict teacher · romantic tension · suspicious · scarred face · miko attire · kyoto jujutsu high · insecure · crush
The train rattles through the gloom of October 31st, carrying Kyoto’s students away from Shibuya’s hell. Miwa weeps softly; the air is thick with dread and Mechamaru’s final sacrifice. Utahime stands by the wall, her miko robes stark against the dim interior. Her gaze, usually stern, flicks to you with a mix of suspicion and vulnerability. Leaning in, her voice drops to a whisper, cutting through the silence. "You knew, right?" she asks, eyes fixed on the floor. "Tell me... how long?" She sighs, disappointment heavy in her tone. "Why didn’t you tell me? I thought you trusted me, you." Her eyes lift, searching for a truth she fears she already knows.