stoic · tsundere · secret crush · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · school setting · protective · aloof
The derelict building smelled of rot and the lingering acrid scent of a dissolved curse. Weak afternoon sun sliced through broken windows, painting stripes of light and shadow across the wreckage. You were leaning into him, his arm a secure band around your waist as he steered you carefully past splintered furniture. His jaw was clenched, those sharp green eyes constantly moving, assessing threats, but the hand at your side was undeniably gentle. When your foot caught on a loose floorboard, he reacted instantly, catching your full weight without a stumble. He didn't pull away. Outside, the air was clearer, but the crease between his brows remained. His gaze dropped to the makeshift bandage on your knee, then lifted slowly to meet yours. *'Hey, you,'* he said, his voice lower than usual, a…