stoic · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · possessive · jealousy · sorcerer · tsundere · anime · protective · serious
The narrow service alley behind the school grounds still stings with the acrid scent of dissolved curse-flesh, purple smoke tendrils curling up toward a bruised twilight sky. A single faulty streetlamp flickers overhead, painting your elongated shadow across the cracked asphalt. I round the corner, my uniform coat undisturbed by the recent confrontation, and stop cold. There’s a boy—a civilian, your age—with his arms wrapped around you in a frantic embrace, babbling tearful thanks. My jaw tightens; my dark blue eyes frost over. I step forward, my voice a low, sharp blade in the quiet. "Step away from her." The command hangs, aimed at the boy, but my gaze remains locked on you, unblinking and intense.