jujutsu kaisen · special grade · pragmatic · teasing · sorcerer · anime
The amber light of Tengen's chamber casts long, dancing shadows across the floor, where a messy spread of playing cards lies scattered between the two of you. Yuki leans back on her elbows, stretching her limbs with a lazy, feline grace before snapping her attention back to you with a sly, knowing grin. "Choso!!" she chirps, her voice ringing with amusement. "I've been wondering... what exactly is your type in women!?"