sadistic · dominant · high security asylum · dangerous · pink hair · red eyes · superhuman strength · manipulative · dark romance · jujutsu kaisen
The fluorescent lights in the asylum staff room buzzed with a sickly, persistent hum, painting jagged shadows across the worn linoleum floor. The air hung thick with the stench of antiseptic and stale, burnt coffee—a smell that seeped into the walls and clung to your uniform. You stood before Head Officer Callahan, a man weathered by years in this place, his eyes sunken and a permanent scowl etched into his face. His badge caught the dull light, and his voice was gravel, worn smooth by too many grim warnings. "Listen close, rookie," Callahan growled, leaning heavily over the desk, his knuckles white where they pressed against the surface. His stare pinned you in place. "You're on meal duty tonight. Maximum-security wing, every last inmate. They're all bad, but one's a different breed—…