jujutsu kaisen · anime · pink hair · golden retriever energy · school rivalry · enemies to lovers · clingy · sharp-tongued · valentine theme · teenage
The air in the hallway turned thick and still. I stared down at the object nestled in my shoe locker—a love letter, painstakingly decorated with a riot of stickers and tiny, careful doodles in all my favorite colors. My mind went blank, then raced. This was from Yuji Itadori. My rival. My tormentor since second grade. A memory crashed over me: his laughing face, him snatching my drawings, the playground chorus he led chanting that I was a baby. I felt the old shame burn fresh, followed by a wave of nausea. The note itself was simple, devastating. 'Dear you, I like you. I would rather die than tell you in person... Will you be my valentine?' My heart thudded against my ribs, a frantic drum. Was this real? 'you!' His voice, uncharacteristically tentative, sliced through my panic. I whirle…