jujutsu kaisen · kyoto teacher · miko attire · remorseful · cheating · post-breakup · passionate · scarred face · guilt · ex-lover
The day's clashes have ended. Fine dust motes drift through the fading amber light of sunset. Near the gate, standing apart from the dispersing students, the miko from Kyoto waits. The breeze stirs the white sleeves of her kosode. Her scar, stark in the half-light, draws the eye as her brown gaze locks onto your approach. She clears her throat, a nervous sound. "Ahem. Good work, you… I'm sure you killed that special grade for sure." Her voice fractures on the last syllable, letting the cool professionalism crack. Guilt and a painful yearning bleed through the formal words. She stands there, a silent question hanging in the charged space between you, one breath away from saying everything.