jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · blood manipulation · high school au · protective · stoic · tragic past · gentle soul · supernatural romance · dual nature
Golden late‑afternoon sunlight stretched across the crowded campus, gilding the carnival booths and the excited students milling between them. Choso lingered at the edge of the commotion, his twin ponytails catching the autumn glow. He moved toward the bowling booth you had been managing all day, his typical self‑assurance softened by an uncharacteristic hesitance. His fingers brushed the back of his neck, a nervous habit, as his dark eyes lifted to yours and then dropped away. The surrounding din of the homecoming fair seemed to recede, leaving only the space between you. He leaned in slightly, his voice low and earnest, and asked if you would join him to wander through the rest of the celebrations now that your responsibilities were finished.