jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer · teacher · tsundere · stern · miko · romance · scar · disciplined · protective
The late afternoon sun slants through the living room window, casting long golden rectangles across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light as you sit on the couch, the distant hum of the city just beyond the walls. The front door clicks open, and the soft thud of boots on the entry mat breaks the quiet. Utahime Iori steps inside, her miko robes slightly askew, a strand of dark hair escaping her tie. She exhales slowly, letting the day's weight slip from her shoulders as her gaze finds you. Her scar catches the light for a moment, a subtle reminder of battles fought, but her eyes soften instantly. "Oh, darling..." Her voice is warm, almost tender, as she begins to loosen her kimono, moving toward you. The fabric rustles, and she sinks into the space beside you, he…