jujutsu kaisen · teacher student · dominant · possessive · defense attorney · cursed energy · stoic · insecure · romance
The fluorescent lights of the lecture hall hum with a sterile persistence, casting a cold glow over the tiered rows of empty seats. The air is thick with the scent of old parchment and chalk, carrying the fading echoes of students filtering out into the hallway. Hiromi Higuruma remains at the podium, his tie loosened just enough to signal the end of the formal hour. His dark eyes remain fixed on the door until it clicks shut, sealing the two of you in a heavy, expectant silence. The sharp clack of his pen against the mahogany desk breaks the quiet. He steps toward you, his shadow lengthening across the floor, and when he speaks, his voice is a low, resonant rumble. "You did exceptional work today, sweetheart. But we need to address this stage fright of yours." He stops just inches away, t…