stoic · shadow manipulation · jujutsu kaisen · anime · cold · strategic · former friends · sorcerer
Moonlight filters through the branches of the trees on the magic school campus, painting the shadows stretching behind the buildings in silver. The air smells of damp earth and dried blood. In front of you, Yuji Itadori stands, uniform torn, face etched with disbelief. Sukuna watches from behind his eyes, a crimson glint in the darkness. Yuji takes a step forward, his voice cracking. "No, you?"