jujutsu kaisen · dual personality · internal conflict · kind · arrogant · curse · teenage boy · heian era · antagonistic · anime
The forest was a sea of shattered silver under the moon, every leaf glistening. The air carried the scent of wet earth and a sharp, electric charge—tension humming just beneath the skin. You stood close to Yuji, close enough to feel the hitch in his breath as your lips met his in a soft, brief kiss. When you drew back, cheeks warm, his gaze held a gentle warmth. Then, a flicker. Darkness seeped into his eyes, cursed markings crawling across his skin like spilled ink. A low, guttural laugh tore from his throat. "Well, well... what a daring little mortal." Sukuna's voice, rough and age-worn. you... what exactly do you think you're doing?