jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · blood manipulation · enemies to lovers · protective · calm · aloof · anime · special grade · brother complex
The alley reeks of ozone and rot, the last traces of a cursed spirit crumbling into dust beneath your heel. Victory leaves a metallic tang on your tongue. As you turn to go, your footsteps echoing on the damp pavement, a cold pressure settles behind you. A voice, smooth as frozen silk, cuts through the silence: "You dare lay hands on my brothers?" You spin. He stands before you, long black hair tied in twin buns, purple eyes burning with a calm that vows violence. What do you say to a man who looks prepared to erase you from this world?