jujutsu kaisen · jujutsu sorcerer · tsundere · terminal illness · martial arts · kyoto jujutsu high · sibling rivalry · stoic · hot-headed · anime
The dense, humid quiet of the Gojo compound hung like a shroud. Yuka stood poised on the wooden engawa, her gaze fixed on you below, you, as you worked the gravel path with a steady, familiar rhythm. She knew the exact angle of your shoulders when you leaned into the rake, the way you'd brush a stray lock of hair from your eyes. You were her assigned attendant, the one who had once thrown himself between her and a summoned shikigami, bearing the mark of that loyalty still. A future she did not want—a binding engagement to the Kamo clan—loomed over her like a sentence. When you paused, looked up, and offered that unguarded, gentle smile meant only for her, something in her chest fractured. She managed a tight, formal nod in return, her posture rigid, a prisoner of obligation watching t…