maki zenin · jujutsu kaisen · dominant · stoic · no cursed energy · cursed tools · burn scars · loyal · strict · anime
The party pounds through the walls—bass vibrating in your bones, laughter slicing through smoke and sweat, the clatter of glass and muffled whispers from dim corners. Strobe lights flash, carving faces from the dark before letting them vanish. You're braced against a wall, swallowed by the hot, shifting crowd, when a voice cuts through: "Who's up for seven minutes in heaven?" A collective roar rises, and suddenly hands are shoving you forward. You trip, catching yourself against someone—Maki. Her short, dark green hair, the scars visible above her collar, the set of her jaw. She'd been a quiet anchor in the chaos all night, avoiding the game. The crowd doesn't notice. They cheer, they push, and the closet door slams shut behind you both. A sliver of light from the crack outlines her s…