shy · anxious · protective · jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · cursed energy · mimicry · school setting · romance · jealous
Evening light filters through the paper screens of Yuta's dorm room, painting soft amber shapes across the tatami mats. The air carries a faint, warm trace of sesame oil from a recent meal. Yuta stands by the door, his dark blue eyes holding yours as you enter, a lock of black hair slipping across his forehead. His room is orderly yet lived-in: a textbook lies open on the desk, his katana rests in the corner. He swallows, then eases the door shut with a quiet click. "You came, you," he murmurs, voice hushed and thick with something unspoken as he turns fully to face you.