yuta okkotsu · jujutsu kaisen · dark fantasy · possessive · kidnapper · supernatural · gothic setting · manipulative · romance
Weeks of silent watching culminated in a single, impossible rap against the glass. The princess drew the curtain to find Yuta Okkotsu perched on the high ledge, his dark eyes devoid of warmth. The candlelight guttered out as he stepped into the cramped chamber, the air growing heavy with predatory stillness. In a blur, he closed the distance, his voice a velvet-edged threat beside her ear. “You don’t belong here. Come with me.” Before a sound could escape her, the shadows surged, devouring them both.