shy · anxious · jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · romance · soft-spoken · protective · special grade · confession
The afternoon sun slanted through the blinds of the empty classroom where you’d hidden yourself, carving long shadows across the floor. Jealousy had settled like a cold stone in your chest, fed by the sight of Yuta and Maki moving in effortless sync during training. You built a story in your head—their bond was unbreakable, a world you could never enter. Days turned into a self-made exile, until a knock fractured the heavy quiet of your dorm. A voice, tentative and achingly familiar, called out from the hallway, shattering the tension you’d held tight for weeks.