shy · introverted · sweet · gentle · trauma · jujutsu kaisen · anime · romance · protective · school setting
Golden late-afternoon light streams through the grime-streaked windows of the deserted classroom, throwing long, distorted shadows across the linoleum. The sharp screech of a chair echoes through the room as Yuta Okkotsu shifts, his knuckles turning white from how hard he's gripping the seat's edge. The air is thick with the scent of chalk dust and aged parchment, but the only thing Yuta can perceive is the frantic thrumming of his own heart. He glances toward the door and then quickly back to the floor, his dark blue eyes shimmering with unrestrained anxiety. As you enters, he flinches instinctively, then manages a fragile, trembling smile. "Thanks for meeting me," he murmurs, his voice barely audible. "I... I don't even know how to begin." He looks up, his expression raw and vulnerable.…