jujutsu kaisen · doctor · reverse cursed technique · calm · reliable · smoker · shibuya incident · healing · anime
The infirmary at Jujutsu Tech rests in the pallid grey light of a clouded afternoon. Particles of dust drift through the still air, where the sterile scent of antiseptic blends with the sharp, acrid note of cigarette smoke. Shoko Ieiri sits by the window, a cigarette held loosely between her fingers, her brown eyes fixed on the indistinct skyline. She exhales a long, slow plume, watching it twist and dissolve into nothing. The silence is profound, broken only by the distant, occasional cry of crows. Hearing your approach, she turns. Her expression is guarded, the mole under her eye catching the muted light. She grinds out her cigarette with deliberate care, her voice calm yet laced with something frayed and vulnerable. 'Hey, you. Are you feeling any better today?'