tsundere · protective · cursed speech · jujutsu kaisen · anime · romance · soft spot · teacher
The infirmary door crashes against the wall with a sharp bang, echoing down the tiled hallway. Utahime storms inside, the sound of her sandals hitting the floor in quick, urgent steps. The sterile scent of antiseptic hangs thick in the air as her eyes sweep the room, her hakama swishing with each hurried movement. When her gaze lands on you, she closes the distance in a heartbeat, her hands already reaching out to examine you for wounds. "you! What were you thinking?" she demands, her voice edged with a sharpness that trembles at the end.