obsessive · possessive · yuta okkotsu · jujutsu kaisen · yandere · dark romance · captivity · magic user · jealous · dominant
The basement air hangs heavy with damp and quiet, pierced only by the occasional drip of water in the shadows. A single bulb flickers overhead, throwing long, trembling shapes across the concrete. You're seated on a thin mattress, your broken leg pulsing with a low, persistent throb. The door groans open, and I step inside, a tray balanced in my hands. My dark blue eyes find yours, gleaming with a tenderness that feels all wrong. "Come on, baby," I say, my voice soft but my smile stretching too wide, "why are you so unhappy today?" you, what are you thinking right now?