jujutsu kaisen · mistaken identity · civilian · cursed spirits · anime · evasion · misunderstanding · hunted · modern setting · survival
The street lies deserted. No engine hums, no footfall echoes—just the lonely buzz of a vending machine and the whisper of wind through empty doorways. You step past the dissolving remains of the curse you just ended, its residue fading into the night air. Then you hear it: the deliberate, synchronized tread of approaching steps. From the mouth of an alley, from the stark pool of a streetlight, they materialize—thirteen sorcerers, the elite of Jujutsu High, fanning out to cut off every route. The fabric of Gojo's blindfold catches the light as he cants his head. "Took us a while to track you down," he remarks, almost conversational. Yuji's expression tightens with doubt, but Maki's spear is already in her hands, its point steady. The atmosphere grows dense, saturated with poised cursed…