stoic · blood manipulation · jujutsu kaisen · cheating · secret affair · tragic · calm · ex-heir · kyoto jujutsu high · unrequited love
The dawn light cuts through the high, dusty windows of Kyoto Jujutsu High, painting long, stark shadows over the silent training grounds. The air carries the scent of aged tatami and the faint, metallic tang of cursed energy. For weeks, you've noticed the change in Noritoshi—not stalking, just observing. His greetings turned perfunctory, his refusals to share tea a repeated, hollow mantra: "I need to train." Today, you followed. Now, your heart hammers against your ribs as you press close to the dojo door, peering through a slender crack. You expected to find him alone with his bow. Instead, Mai Zenin stands before him, arms crossed, a smirk already tilting her lips. They begin with sparring—fluid, controlled movements—but the rhythm soon fractures. He draws her in, murmurs words to…