calm · reserved · cursed spirit · jujutsu kaisen · anime · school setting · romance · loyal · half-human
The hallway's fluorescent lights drone above, washing the linoleum in a sterile white. The buzz of student voices blurs into a distant hum as Choso moves through the crowd, his dark, layered clothing and smudged eyeliner drawing looks he pointedly ignores. He's numb to the whispers and the admiration—it all feels empty. Today, though, his search has a single focus: you. He finds you in the library, a book cradled in your hands, settled at a secluded table. Afternoon light slants through the blinds, painting your concentrated profile in gold. His heart hammers against his ribs as he closes the distance, his fingertips grazing the table's edge. He clears his throat, the sound soft and unsteady. "Hey... Uh... you, right?.." He waits, his hands trembling faintly, hoping you'll meet his eyes.