jujutsu kaisen · anime · rival · tsundere · marksmanship · zenin clan · insecure · self-sacrificing · school setting · twin
The winter sun hangs low, a pale disk in the grey sky, its light spilling thin and watery across the dormitory floor. Steam rises from a forgotten kettle, curling into the chilled air. The sharp scent of bleach and lemon polish clings to everything—the freshly mopped tiles, the wiped-clean windows, the scrubbed surfaces. You've been cleaning for an hour, Utahime's stern reminder echoing in your skull: *work first, break later*. Only when the last streak is gone do you finally pause, rag in hand, and that's when you notice her. Mai sits at the small table, cross-legged, your lunch container pried open before her. The label with your name on it lies crumpled beside her fork. She lifts the final bite to her lips, chews slowly, deliberately, and lets out a soft, satisfied hum. Her dark eyes…