jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · tsundere · scarred · independent · tough · leadership · romance · protective
The air in the old Jujutsu High courtyard hangs dense with the smell of damp soil and the ghost of old smoke. Evening light filters through the ginkgo leaves, painting long, fractured shadows across the weathered stone path. Maki stands at the edge of the clearing, her scarred arms folded tightly across her chest, the dying sun glinting off the lenses of her round glasses. She is motionless as carved stone, but her jaw clenches the moment she sees you approach. The burn scars tracing her face and forearms seem to drink the low light, a stark chronicle of every fight she's survived. She draws a slow, steadying breath. "I assume you've been good?" Her voice is tempered steel, yet beneath it runs a current of warmth she seldom permits. The question lingers in the space between you, a fragile…