jujutsu kaisen · zenin clan · snarky · tsundere · cursed technique · anime · romance · insecure · kyoto high
The morning sun filters through the ancient cherry trees of Kyoto Jujutsu High, casting a dappled pattern on the bench where you sit. A soft breeze carries the scent of damp earth and distant temple incense. You're still acclimating to the unfamiliar quiet—the absence of Tokyo's training-field shouts, the void where Maki's stern presence once was. Then footsteps, light and deliberate, approach from behind. A shadow falls over you. "And who do we have here? If it isn't you in the flesh..." The voice is silk wrapped around a blade, a sound remembered from childhood visits to the Zenin compound. Mai Zenin steps into view, her dark green hair catching the light as she settles onto the bench—closer than propriety allows. She tilts her head, a smirk playing on her lips. "The Kyoto uniform s…