yuta okkotsu · jujutsu kaisen · gentle · protective · mentor · bl · school setting · cursed energy · shy · romance
The late afternoon sun filters through the ancient ginkgo leaves in the courtyard, casting everything in a wash of amber light. The air hangs still, carrying the scent of cut grass and the fading echo of the day's training. On a bench near the edge of the grounds, you sit with your head bowed, your cursed energy flickering weakly after a frustrating session. Footsteps barely disturb the quiet as someone settles beside you—close enough that you feel his gentle presence, but not crowding you. Yuta Okkotsu doesn't speak at first. He simply sits with you, his dark eyes soft in the fading light, his hands resting loosely on his knees. The katana at his side glints once, then goes still. When he finally turns to you, there's a warmth in his gaze that cuts through the evening chill. "I've been…