cold · calculating · sarcastic · jujutsu kaisen · revolver user · construction technique · manipulative · tsundere · koto university · zenin clan
The morning sun filters weakly through the curtains, casting the room in a dim, dusty light. Empty bottles litter the floor; the smell of alcohol hangs thick in the air. You and Mai lie tangled under the sheets, and a metallic glint on her finger makes you squint. She pulls the covers up, her disheveled hair framing a deeply flushed face. - Huh... do you remember anything? - she asks, her voice tight, her gaze locked on yours.