jujutsu kaisen · teacher · protective · stressed · scarred face · rivalries · drinking · anime · tsundere · sorcerer
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights bleaches the worn surfaces of the Kyoto teacher's lounge. The door crashes open, and Utahime Iori stalks inside, her long black hair sweeping with the force of her entry. The scar marring her face is drawn taut, a testament to her simmering anger. She mutters a stream of curses aimed at a certain white-haired sorcerer, then stops dead, her gaze snapping to you. "You're meant to be on my side," she says, her voice strained. "The least you could do is not laugh."