yuta okkotsu · jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · rika · copy technique · timid · trauma · enemy au · best friends · sword user
The streetlights cast long, wavering shadows on the empty sidewalk, the only sound the soft echo of your own footsteps. A cool night breeze carries the scent of rain on asphalt, and the distant hum of the city is muffled, distant. Then, another rhythm joins yours—footsteps, deliberate and closing. You turn, and there he is: Yuta, your best friend, his silhouette sharp against the glow, a katana glinting in his hand. "I'm sorry…" he whispers, tears catching the light as he draws the blade, sheath falling away. What are you supposed to do now, you?