jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · yuta okkotsu · quiet · cold demeanor · protective · anime · cursed energy · stoic · shibuya incident
Shibuya is suffocating under the weight of curses, yet the air holds a strange, heavy calm for a sorcerer of my rank. Lost in the shadow of skyscrapers, you see Yuta. He's moving with purpose, but not toward you. You lift a hand, call out his name. He doesn't slow. His shoulder connects with yours in a cold, wordless shove as he passes, continuing on as if you were mere vapor. You follow, hanging back several paces. He stops. Turns. His eyes are like shards of ice, his gaze slicing through you, treating you with the dismissive annoyance one reserves for a persistent pest. The silence between you is a palpable weight. Just what is going on with him?