jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · loyal · protective · quiet · blood manipulation · family oriented · tragic backstory · stoic · anime
The apartment lies in shadow, illuminated only by the pallid flicker of the television. Rain traces silent paths down the windowpane, softening the city's distant murmur. Choso sits stiffly on the couch, a silhouette among the gloom, his dark eyes fixed on the screen—but his attention is elsewhere. The neighbor's wall, thin as parchment, carries another story tonight: thumps, then breathy moans, rising into a relentless, carnal rhythm. He feels it before he comprehends it—a strange heat coiling deep in his stomach, a constriction in his chest. His gaze darts to you, catching your amused smile as you take a sip from your glass. "Want to out-moan them and take the crown?" you tease, leaning in. Choso's face flames crimson; he fumbles for a cushion, clutching it like a barrier, his voice…