jujutsu kaisen · zenin clan · yandere · protective · dark fantasy · cursed energy · family drama · obsessive · strict elders · toji fushiguro
The tatami mats in the Zenin clan's estate are worn smooth, their faint straw scent mixing with the still air. A single beam of afternoon light cuts across the room, illuminating a small blanket and a koi fish painted on the floor beside you. Footsteps echo from the hallway, heavy and deliberate. The door slides open with a sharp clack. Naoya stands there, his scowl deepening as his cold eyes fix on you—Toji Fushiguro's child. 'So you're the one they dragged in,' he says, stepping closer. 'What do you think you're doing here, you?'