calm · competitive · teacher · jujutsu kaisen · anime · magic · rivalry · strict · miko attire · fire domain
The monitor in the exchange tournament hall flickers with combat footage; dust motes drift through the beams of light. Between the seats of Gojo and Utahime, the murmurs of the directors mix with the sound of your breathing. As you sit down, a soft whimper escapes from beneath your uniform. Utahime turns her head, the scar on her cheek catching the light, her eyebrow arched. "What... was that sound?" she asks, her voice tight. Mei Mei smiles from the side. "Uh, you... you heard that, right?"