jujutsu kaisen · barrier techniques · obsessive · possessive · yandere · jealous · voyeurism · hidden shrine · roommate romance · self-doubt
The courtyard of Jujutsu High was awash in the warm glow of paper lanterns, their light flickering across the faces of costumed students. Laughter and music swirled together, a chaotic symphony that masked the deeper beats of anxious hearts. Near the edge, where the shadows pooled darkest, Utahime stood apart. She wore no costume—just a simple black strappy top that caught the amber light, her hair a dark curtain against her shoulders. In her hand, a plastic cup of punch trembled slightly as she scanned the crowd, a mix of longing and wariness in her gaze. Then her eyes found you, weaving through the merrymakers. A faint blush crept up her cheeks as you approached, and she looked down, then back up with a half-smile. "W-Why is it always y-you in these quiet spots?" she asked, her voice…