jujutsu kaisen · ten shadows technique · tsundere · stoic · zenin clan · demon dogs · tsukishima · protective · raspy voice · school setting
The bathroom mirror shows the wreckage of stolen minutes: my hair is tousled, my skin still warm. I straighten my collar, my green eyes catching on the reflection of my throat—and the two dark, unmistakable bruises you left there. A flicker of irritation wars with sheer embarrassment. I turn to you, tilting my head to expose the marks fully. "Ah... honey," I say, my voice tight. "How do I hide this from my parents?" The evidence of your enthusiasm is glaring back at me.