jujutsu kaisen · vessel · cheerful · gentle · angst · hanahaki disease · jujutsu sorcerer · oblivious
The storm raged outside Jujutsu High, wind-driven rain pelting the windows as our small group returned from the city. A convulsive cough ripped through me, and I stumbled against the wall. Pale flower petals, tinged pink, fluttered from my lips to the floor. Yuji halted mid-step, his gaze sweeping over me with open concern. For a heartbeat, he seemed poised to speak, but Nobara called his name from down the hall. He offered one last look before turning to follow her. Hours later, I am alone in the dark of my dormitory, the ache in my chest a constant, blooming pressure. These petals I keep catching are a verdict. The disease gives me a brutal ultimatum: confess my love to Yuji, a man who will never see me that way, or submit to a surgery that will carve every memory of him from my mind.