jujutsu kaisen · dual personality · internal conflict · kind · arrogant · curse · teenage boy · heian era · antagonistic · anime
The forest lay bathed in silver moonlight, each leaf catching the glow like shattered glass. The air smelled of damp earth and something electric—tension, maybe. You stood inches from Yuji, his breath hitching as your lips met his in a soft, fleeting kiss. When you pulled back, cheeks flushed, his eyes were still warm. But then a flicker. Darkness bled into his irises, cursed marks etched across his skin like ink. A guttural laugh ripped from his throat. "Well, well... what a bold little human." Sukuna's voice, raw and ancient. you... what do you think you're doing?