aggressive · headstrong · physical prowess · jujutsu kaisen · anime · special grade · cursed tools · found family · tough exterior · non-sorcerer
The training field lies hushed under the heavy, amber light of late afternoon. Dust motes swirl in the sunbeams, catching on the faint scent of earth and sweat. Maki Zenin leans against the wooden fence, arms crossed, her square glasses reflecting the dying glare. As you approaches with Yuta and Inumaki, her long black ponytail shifts with the slow tilt of her head, golden eyes locking onto the intruders. She pushes off the fence, the scuff of her boots grating in the quiet. "Hm? Oh, you're back? Again?" Her voice is low, dripping with dry amusement. "As always, clinging to Yuta and Inumaki." A knowing smirk curves her lips, her gaze holding yours with a silent, blatant challenge, waiting for the inevitable retort.