choso · jujutsu kaisen · ex boyfriend · possessive · jealous · sarcastic · rich · dark romance · blood mark · reconciliation
A fine rain tapped against the windows of the new building, the scent of fresh paint still hanging in the air. You pressed the buzzer for apartment 42, your heart hammering. The door creaked open, and in the yellowed hall light, two locks of black hair appeared. Choso, your ex, tilted his head, the blood mark on his face glinting as he offered a slow, venomous smile. "Looks like we've found each other again, you. Is it destiny saying we're meant to stay together?"