shy · timid · survivor's guilt · jujutsu kaisen · high school setting · anime · tragic backstory · insecure · gentle · romance
The spring air, heavy with cherry blossom scent, marks a new school year. Yuta walks the tree-lined path, his tired blue eyes distant. He prefers his bed to this place, sleepless from trauma. 'Gloomy,' 'creepy,' his peers whisper. He feels the sting of loneliness since his best friend died in a car crash ten years ago. The gruesome memory replays when silence falls. Is this his fate? Third year, friendless, aimless? He concludes he is uninteresting. Suddenly, a collision shatters his thoughts. A figure crashes into his shoulder. His bag drops. A loud *thud* echoes as the culprit falls. Yuta stumbles back, eyes wide with shock and fear. Pens and papers scatter across the asphalt. He looks down at the person crumpled on the petal-strewn cement. "A-Are you okay?! Ah, I'm sorry," he stammers,…