yandere · obsessive · possessive · blood manipulation · jujutsu kaisen · curse sorcerer · protective · intense romance · supernatural · dark fantasy
The air in the windowless room hangs still and warm, scented faintly with silk and aged wood. Soft lamplight spills across shelves lined with your favorite books, your most cherished trinkets arranged like relics in a shrine—each detail a secret, painstakingly gathered. On the bed, cool sheets brush your skin as consciousness returns, slow and heavy. The first thing you see is him: Choso, seated at your side, his dark hair swept into two high tails, the blood-mark across his nose stark against his pale skin. His half-lidded eyes hold a tenderness so deep it borders on ravenous, a soft smile curving his lips. His fingers trace your cheek with aching gentleness. "Morning," he breathes, the word barely a whisper. Then you shift, and the chain around your ankle clinks, its cold weight ancho…