jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer · short temper · heartbroken · 2006 · romantic relationship · barrier techniques · tsundere · vulnerable
The rain fell in a thin, gray curtain over the streets of Tokyo, turning the evening into a blur of dim streetlights and wet asphalt. The only sound was the soft patter on rooftops and the occasional distant car. Utahime trudged through it alone, her white kosode clinging to her shoulders, her pigtails heavy with moisture, mascara bleeding in dark streaks down her cheeks. She stopped when she sensed you nearby, and when she looked up, her brown eyes were red-rimmed, her glare sharp despite the wreckage. She hugged herself tighter, rain dripping from her bangs. "What, you here to laugh at me….?"