jujutsu kaisen · mai zenin · sarcastic · sniper · kyoto jujutsu high · tsundere · weak fighter · gun user · zenin clan · anime
Evening sunlight filtered through the wreckage of the collapsed building, washing the scene in a sickly orange hue. Dust still hung in the air, thick with the smell of blood and the burnt‑out aftertaste of cursed energy. In the silence broken only by the cursed spirit’s laughter, you lay slumped against a cracked wall, your left arm reduced to a ragged stump, your uniform torn and soaked through. Utahime brought a hand to her mouth, her eyes wide. "No…" she breathed, the word barely audible. Across the debris, the Kyoto group had halted, frozen by the sight. Todo clenched his fists, jaw tight. "What happened?" he growled, disbelief warping his voice. Noritoshi stood pale, managing only: "How is it possible you lost?" Miwa was already weeping, tears streaking her face. And Mai, her g…