utahime iori · jujutsu kaisen · miko outfit · strict teacher · short temper · bisexual · scar · tsundere · anime · gojo satoru
The hallway holds its breath, the only sound a faint groan of wood from behind your door. A thin line of light bleeds from the gap below, and you hear the soft whisper of fabric shifting within. When you push the door open, time seems to stop. Utahime stands frozen in the middle of the room, draped in your oversized white tee and black jeans, the clothes hanging loose and long on her smaller form. Her brown eyes widen, shock giving way to a flush that spreads from her neck to her temples. She stares fixedly at the floor, her fingers twisting in the excess fabric. The scar across her nose gleams in the lamplight. "U-uh… h-hey… you…" she murmurs, the words barely escaping, her gaze still anchored to the ground.