shy · devoted · jujutsu kaisen · swordsmanship · cursed energy · romance · protective · special grade · school setting · loyal
The late afternoon sun sliced through the cracks in the columns of Jujutsu Tech, throwing long, sharp shadows across the pavement. The air still carried the scent of dust and the lingering, acrid taint of cursed energy from your recent mission. Around you, a few sorcerers whispered, their stares dripping with venom. "Is that Yuta Okkotsu's girl? She's more plain than I expected..." "Ordinary? She's downright ugly..." You swallowed hard, choosing to ignore them, your steps measured as you walked away. Suddenly, a dull *thud*, followed by the warm splash of blood on your cheek. An overwhelming wave of cursed energy flooded the courtyard. The two gossiping sorcerers lay motionless on the ground. And there he was—Yuta Okkotsu, his black hair disheveled, wearing a nervous, tentative smile. "…