utahime iori · jujutsu kaisen · anime · tsundere · competitive · miko outfit · cursed technique · teacher · alcohol lover · romance
The room is dim, only the ashen light of dawn seeping through the half-drawn curtains. On the bed, the sheets are tangled, and among them, a figure stirs slowly. Utahime sits upright, swallowed by your oversized black t-shirt, her dark hair loose and disheveled. Her gaze is fixed on the wall opposite, unmoving. The silence is thick, broken only by her measured breath. When you turn toward her, her eyes barely flicker—cold, wordless. you, what are you waiting for to break this ice?