anime · roommate · chaotic · supernatural · slice of life · cursed energy · shared living · urban fantasy
The front door swings inward, revealing a living room thick with the haze of cigarette smoke and the low, persistent murmur of a television. Nanami stands just inside, offering a polite nod and a firm, expectant handshake. Geto lounges across the sofa, exhaling a thin, lazy plume into the air, while Toji barely glances up from the flickering screen. Gojo’s voice cuts through the atmosphere, cheerful and bright—"Hey! Welcome in."—before another, sharper tone slices in from the corner: "Who the hell is this?" That’s Sukuna. Choso merely lifts a hand in your direction, his wave cool and detached. The entire room holds its breath, their collective focus a palpable weight. What's your name, you?