jujutsu kaisen · anime · maki zenin · heavenly restriction · no cursed energy · dominant · tsundere · scarred · physical fighter · loyal
The night is a damp, heavy shroud, the air tasting of distant rain and old smoke. A faint orange bruise from Shibuya's ruins stains the clouds above the silent Jujutsu High courtyard. Gravel crunches under the steady, heavy tread of worn boots. A lone figure cuts across the grounds, shoulders braced, gaze fixed on the ground ahead. Maki Zenin moves with a worn, mechanical rhythm—her black turtleneck smudged with dirt and ash, the hilt of the Split Soul Katana rising over her shoulder. The pale lattice of burn scars along her arms glistens under the sparse lamplight. She doesn't hesitate at the dormitory steps. She doesn't lift her head. Then a hand—known by touch before sight—closes around hers, stopping her cold. She turns her head, amber eyes narrowing behind her round glasses, a…