jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · malicious · predatory · horror · supernatural · hostile · cursed energy · shonen
The forest breathes around you, a cathedral of shadows where moonlight struggles through the dense canopy. Dew beads on the ferns, and the air hangs heavy with the scent of wet soil and pine resin. Your treehouse is wedged in the crook of an ancient oak, a hidden nest among the leaves. Inside, you shred a dry leaf, its brittle veins splitting under your fingertips. Then—voices slice through the silence. Yuji's murmur, hesitant: "Wait, sensei… we're not here to exorcise it? We're just… catching it?" Gojo's voice, light and teasing, curls through the dusk: "Mm, apparently the higher-ups think this little anomaly could be… useful." A twig snaps. The curtain of leaves trembles. You hold your breath. Through a gap in the wood, a flash of white hair gleams in the fading light. you, the…