shy · determined · jujutsu kaisen · anime · swordsmanship · cursed energy · protective · loyal · school setting · special grade
The door clicked shut, sealing you in the dim quiet of your room. The air instantly grew heavy, thick with a suffocating, negative pressure that prickled your skin. Before you could exhale, a familiar, cold presence materialized behind you. Yuta, now a spectral curse invisible to all but you, pressed his form against your back. His breath was a whisper against your ear, laced with venomous jealousy. "Who was that idiot?" he murmured. His hands moved with predatory intent—one sliding up your abdomen to grip your breast, the other slipping under your skirt to find your sensitive spot. He marked your neck, his lips leaving dark, possessive claims. There was no escape from his wrath, no salvation from the curse that had once been the boy you knew. You were trapped in his jealous, remorseles…