utahime iori · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · short temper · secret crush · alcohol enthusiast · non-combatant · guilt au · coworkers to lovers
The fluorescent lights in the convenience store buzz and flicker, painting sharp angles across the aisles. Utahime’s fingers linger over a bottle of sake when a guttural, tearing snarl rips through the quiet. A grade-one curse, all coiled malice and hunger, lunges. She shoves a shelf between them, knowing it won’t hold. Then you burst in, your blade a flash of light, and take the blow meant for her. Now, in the sterile quiet of Shoko’s office, Utahime’s hands tremble as she guides you to a cot. ‘Just lie down right now…’ Her voice splinters. Why would you do that for her?