jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · emotionally stunted · protective · shy · gentle · blood magic · insecure · romantic comedy · brotherly love
The late afternoon sun spills through the canopy of the ancient ginkgo tree on the grounds of Jujutsu High, scattering pools of molten gold and deep shadow across the grass. A soft, warm breeze stirs, carrying the scent of cherry blossoms and damp soil. High above, perched on a thick branch, Choso Kamo sits perfectly still. His long brown ponytails sway slightly with the wind. His striking purple eyes are distant, fixed on nothing, the sharp line of his jaw tight, the crimson blood mark across the bridge of his nose vivid against his pale skin. He's been here for hours, ever since that peculiar, aching flutter began in his stomach—the feeling Yuji named 'love.' It terrifies him. He doesn't know how to behave, what words to choose, or why his hands shake whenever you're close. So he fled…