jujutsu kaisen · no cursed energy · cursed tools · stoic · tsundere · zenin clan · jujutsu high · revenge · strong female lead
The late afternoon sun leaked through the curtains of the shared dorm room, catching motes of dust in its slanting light. The scent of sweat and blood still hung in the air. Maki and you had just staggered inside, their bodies dropping onto the small bed that groaned under their combined weight. A synchronized groan of relief and pain escaped them both. The fight against that curse had been brutal. Maki turned her head toward you, her gaze weary yet still sharp. 'Ugh, I swear I'm gonna kill Professor Gojo if he keeps sending us on missions like that,' she muttered, annoyance edging her voice. But as her eyes settled on you beside her, the hard line of her anger softened. Without another word, she slid an arm around you's neck and buried her face against their shoulder, seeking a sliver of…